Risk everything for love with this #1 New York Times bestseller from Nicola Yoon • "Gorgeous and lyrical"—The New York Times Book Review
What if you couldn’t touch anything in the outside world? Never breathe in the fresh air, feel the sun warm your face . . . or kiss the boy next door? In Everything, Everything, Maddy is a girl who’s literally allergic to the outside world, and Olly is the boy who moves in next door . . . and becomes the greatest risk she’s ever taken.
"This extraordinary first novel about love so strong it might kill us is too good to feel like a debut. Tender, creative, beautifully written, and with a great twist, Everything, Everything is one of the best books I've read this year."—Jodi Picoult
My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world.I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.
But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He's tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.
Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.
Everything, Everything will make you laugh, cry, and feel everything in between. It's an innovative, inspiring, and heartbreakingly romantic debut novel that unfolds via vignettes, diary entries, illustrations, and more.
And don’t miss Nicola Yoon's bestselling novels The Sun Is Also A Starand Instructions for Dancing.
Initial thoughts: Though I predicted the twist, I feel cheated. As a reader, I find books like these insulting. To claim that the protagonist has Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID) only to introduce this twist: actually she's not ill; her mother fabricated it and treated her as though she had SCID. She's actually healthy — oh, happy ending! That made me so, so angry. I despised We Were Liars for similar reasons. These kinds of tropes shouldn't be plot devices. The romanticisation of illnesses and the disregard for their bearing is aggravating, as is cheesy romance that has little basis for its developments.
Dec 22, 2016 — Note: Added information in spoiler tags.
