A slower read, one that I almost abandoned, but it grew on me. The kind of magical realism that takes place in a hard to pin down modern time (but not one with cell phones, I think). McLemore's ultra descriptive style I can see being too much for people; it's very lush and full of carefully chosen moments and imagery. Ultimately what kept me reading and (eventually) emotionally invested was the strength of the relationships between characters and how they grow in the time of the narrative, not their memories of their ties with each other. I think if I had read this as a teen it would be in my top 10.