This is just a gentle, tender, beautiful read about two young boys teetering on the waters of dating and young love. I like that Avery and Ryan showed the two experiences most LGBTQ people have with family; like Avery, they may love and accept you (while still learning and getting things wrong) while like Ryan, the relationship may be tense and cause lots of pain, whether the parents know/care or not. While it was sad, it was so true to life but also a little magical the way they slowly had to learn each other through these days. 

The only thing that kinda confused me was the order of the dates. I’m not sure why it wasn’t chronological but I don’t think it really prevented me from enjoying the story.

David Levithan really does write for the queers.