This memoir read like a novel, something you would find under beach umbrellas and next to the pool in the summer. At times, it was highly implausible, and I found myself wondering how it was possible that so many misfortunes or strikes of good luck one person could have. But at other times, I found myself sympathizing with Jerramy, trying to find her place in the world and reconcile the dreams of her childhood with the person she was becoming.

I would recommend this book for somebody looking for some light summer reading, for anybody who has every fallen for a boy simply for his English accent, or for somebody who still watches Disney movies.