God, am I feeling desolate now! 😩
I was audio-crafting, but had to put my things down and give this my full attention.
Also needed to keep reminding myself that these men were actually *teenagers*.
I did find, as with other JB books I've read, that the fore-shadowing was heavy-handed. He writes very affecting stories: I just wish he'd trust his readers to join the dots without his signposting them with flashing arrows.