Dara’s lived a sheltered life with her single mom, Mellie. Now, at eighteen, she’s dreaming of more. When Dara digs up her never-before-seen birth certificate, her world implodes. Why are two strangers listed as her parents?
Dara confronts her mother, and is stunned by what she learns: Mellie is transgender. The unfamiliar name listed under “father”? That’s Mellie. She transitioned when Dara was a baby, shortly after Dara’s birth mother died.
But Dara still has more questions than answers. Reeling, she sets off on a road trip with her best guy friend, Sam. She’s determined to find the extended family she’s never met. What she discovers—and what her mother reveals, piece by piece over emails—will challenge and change Dara more than she can imagine.
From rising star Jessica Verdi, this is a gorgeous, timely, and essential novel about the importance of being our true selves.
What I Wanted: A book with a mother-daughter relationship that was a bit Gilmore Girls-is but instead of running away from rich parents because of teenage pregnancy, the Lorelai ran away because she came out as transgender and Grandpa and Grandma Gilmore couldn’t handle it. Also, some coffee would’ve helped too.
What I Got: A book where the MC and her mother really have a nonexistent relationship and once the MC found out that her mother was transgender, she pretty much flips out on her and runs away with some random guy we’re told is her b.f.f.
Okay, going by the premises I knew that there was going to be a road trip and all of that, but I was hoping at the very least that the relationship between Melly and Dara would’ve been a little bit more than it was.
Even before Melly’s secret is revealed she and Dara are distant at best. Dara has her head in the clouds and Melly was just…I don’t know not all the way there and sort of rigid. The premises to me just seemed like there would be more of a mother and daughter connection than there actually was.
As I mentioned before, I really didn’t care for Dara. She was was self absorbed and really had no realistic ambitions. While I know that not every teen is college bound, I wish she would’ve had a slightly more realistic plan for the future than work for a juice bar and attempt to play pro tennis. It just annoyed me, especially since Verdi has all the supporting cast point out several times throughout the narrative that it isn’t likely that Dara is going to advance in the pro circuit.
As for how trans issues were handled…honestly, I only made it about 110 pages in the book, and as a cis female I’m probably not the person you want to ask about sensitivity issues. Still though, I found Dara’s behavior sort of disturbing at least from my perspective. She instantly wants to meet her grandparents, despite hearing from her mother that they are essentially bigots.
Oh, it’s okay if they hate the woman that raised me for eighteen years they’re my grandparents…and I’m not a bigot because I follow sport stars that preach LGBTQ issues.
You see where we’re going here.
Given that I DNF’d this, I didn’t see every cringe worthy moment that results from Dara’s betrayal and stupidity. However, being the spoiler loving junkie that I am (and the should I even bother addict that I am) I took a peak at the end and it seems as disappointing as I predicted it.
Some of you might be wondering what I was expecting. After all, the blurb clearly illustrates that there’s going to be some sort of separation between Melly and Dara throughout the duration of the book. And I expected it, but I also expected them to have some sort of bond besides liking to eat hot sauce.
Instead, it was more about Dara’s relationship with stupid Sam who had a girlfriend until like two minutes ago which totally means he’s going to be in Dara’s pants by the end of the book.
Look, this book just wasn’t for me. Maybe it gets better as it progresses, but quite honestly I wanted to read more about Melly than Dara. And unfortunately I had to read more about Dara who is more f’d up than Rory Gilmore on the Netflix’s revival (seriously, Rory look at your choices).
Overall Rating: DNF. I’d rather watch Rory and Dean and that’s saying a lot. Because, ew Dean.