Title: Two Summers
Author: Aimee Friedman
Genre: YA Contemporary
Publication: April 26th, 2016
Synopsis: ONE SUMMER in the French countryside, among sun-kissed fields of lavender . . .
ANOTHER SUMMER in upstate New York, along familiar roads that lead to surprises . . .
When Summer Everett makes a split-second decision, her summer divides into two parallel worlds. In one, she travels to France, where she’s dreamed of going: a land of chocolate croissants, handsome boys, and art museums. In the other, she remains home, in her ordinary suburb, where she expects her ordinary life to continue — but nothing is as it seems.
In both summers, she will fall in love and discover new sides of herself. What may break her, though, is a terrible family secret, one she can’t hide from anywhere. In the end, it may just be the truth she needs the most.
From New York Times bestselling author Aimee Friedman comes an irresistible, inventive novel that takes readers around the world and back again, and asks us what matters more: the journey or the destination.
The cover looked so cute! The story sounded so cute! The settings sounded so cute! Then, I start reading and realize it was not my type of book.
First, the girl’s name is Summer. How many girls do you know who are named Summer? But I let the name slide, because sure this is fiction. Let the author be creative. I proceed to read and Summer mentions how she’s never been in a relationship, has unrequited love, and she’s shy. Yeah, it starts to sound familiar to me, but I continue on. There’s a bit of drama between her, her mom, and her dad that makes me squirm a bit. It’s a bit of showing, not telling. The writing is too straightforward to be called a masterpiece. Then if I as the reader didn’t get it the first time, she mentions again how she has no game; she cannot find a significant other, and has no chance. On top of that, more drama between she and her mom ensues, which I can no longer bear.
I had to DNF this book because I did not have a good feeling even that early on. I look for some realness from books, especially contemporaries, and I didn’t get that from this. I could feel the unnecessary insta-love and the unnecessary drama oozing from it.