I grew up in the Midwest, not the South, but boy did Chloe's experience as an academically high-achieving theatre kid at a Christian high school in a smallish town resonate with me on every conceivable level.

This is, on its surface, a story about high school girl who goes missing and another high school girl who goes looking for her. In its heart, though, it's a book about belonging. It's about finding your people, even when those people are the people you least expect to be able to claim as yours. It's about being yourself, even when the world around you would strongly prefer you be someone else. It's about gender and queerness and longing and flowers and bookstores and kisses and prom dresses and maybes. It's such a beautiful, quirky exploration of the best and worst parts of high school, written by someone who clearly understands the subject matter on a deeply personal level.

If I'd had this book in high school, maybe I could have known myself sooner.