I usually have a hard time when reading books that are told from the point of view of someone that has autism, and this one was no exception. Why do I have a hard time? Probably because there are so many things in the characters that I see in myself, or how I used to be. I have aspergers, a form of autism, and while I am pretty much normal now, it took years and years for me to grow to where I am. I mention this so that when I say that Christopher truly delves into the heart of a kid that sees the world through a different lens, you can tell I mean it.

Wow, what a beautiful book. What a sad book. What a book.