Few people could write a book about young people dying that is never maudlin or sentimental, and is actually entertaining. This book will make you face up to death, not "bravely" or "heroically" or any of those cliches which this book destroys, but in reality, because it is the ultimate reality. You will spend nearly an infinite more amount of this universe's time dead than alive, but as they say in the book, "some infinities are larger than others."

(I must be honest that you should see the 5 stars I'm giving this book through this filter: I am both someone who is currently surviving cancer myself, and I am lucky enough that so far both my children and all six of my grandchildren show no signs of dying early. So there is no doubt this book had a better chance than many to impact me deeply. That being said, because of those things, my bullshit detector was on pretty strong, and it only emitted beeps too weak to notice as I read this novel.)