Another reviewer described this as "a literary Puberty Blues", and that does hit the nail fairly well on the head, I think. What struck me hard about this book was the incredibly sensory nature of the writing. Au manages to describe the smells and tastes of the characters' worlds so immediately and evocatively, somehow without it ever feeling overwritten. The angsts and insecurities of the three POV characters feel authentic and excruciating, but without taking over and eradicating hope. One character is adjusting to a new disability, and that part of the story rings true also, without falling into any of the pity/inspiration/cure stereotype traps.Loved it.