This story didn't go how I thought it'd go at all. What I adore about Harmon's tales is that there seems to be elements of fantasy or folklore woven into the pages... even if they're running alongside a more real subject matter.

I found Blue fascinating, but I also ached for her because of how lost she was for so long. How do you go through life not knowing who you are... and at such a young age? Thank goodness for Wilson.

Darcy Wilson is the slightly unconventional history teacher. Blue is the willing rebel in his class. By using classic literature, Wilson ties fiction into real-life events. Not only that, but he encourages his students to tell their stories as well. It's when he becomes an unlikely shoulder for Blue to cry on that things become so much more complicated.

I swooned over this, not because it was a romance, but because it was life and the events described could really happen. Wilson teaches Blue to not only be herself, but encourages her to thrive and find out about her past. Whereas she teaches him to see what the naked eye can't. To find beauty in the mess of life. I was thrilled with what these two taught each other, as well as all the things they taught me. I feel like I came away from these pages with so much more than a love story.