“Was this story written about me?”I shrugged.“Yes or no?”I shrugged again, finally earning a little scowl, which somehow made the girl even more pretty.“It’s very rude not to answer simple questions,” she said.I gestured for my journal, but she still wouldn’t give it to me. So I took out my pen and wrote on my palm.I can’t, I wrote. Then, in tiny letters below it: Now don’t you feel like a jerk?
Parker Santé hasn’t spoken a word in five years. While his classmates plan for bright futures, he skips school to hang out in hotels, killing time by watching the guests. But when he meets a silver-haired girl named Zelda Toth, a girl who claims to be quite a bit older than she looks, he’ll discover there just might be a few things left worth living for.
What sounded like an exciting story set in a hotel with original characters turned out to be a bizarre mix of fantasy and reality that barely starts in a hotel. Zelda's character just ticked me off. It didn't make any sense, she had no depth or convincing qualities. As much as I loved Parker, the fact that I was mistakenly convinced that he was an unreliable narrator and I kept hoping that this would turn out to be a "We Were Liars" type story, inevitably made me question his sanity. The conclusion may be the only redeeming part of the book yet it still didn't make up for the fact that I barely enjoyed it. Definitely not a book for realistic fiction lovers or readers hoping for love story.