A sort of Looking for Alaska for adults, this novel followed a group of boys and how they dealt with the unexplained disappearance of one of their classmates. It was morose and melancholy, but unique in the sense that this was the first book I'd ever read told from a plural POV. The narrator was never named, it was always 'we' or 'us,' and I found that personable, almost like an unnamed member of this group of boys was sitting down telling me this whole drawn out tale from across the couch or something.

In the end, the book was depressing and a reminder that eventually everyone has to move on from, but I liked it. It was beautifully written, and while some of the boys' explanations for what happened to Nora seemed a little far-fetched, it worked.