Book Review. Margot and Me by Juno Dawson.

‘I wonder if that was when he knew. When he decided to leave me here. I suppose that ache he felt in his chest wasn’t love after all. It was guilt. Guilt. Cold, black and greasy.’

I said I would read a few pages before bed, three and a half hours later I was still on my sofa, reading Margot and Me. There was no point in the book where I thought this is a good time to take a break. There is so much packed into one story – war, race, cancer, aids, family, crushes, dance, friendship, diary writing and bullying. I could tell that Fliss’s grandmother’s wartime diary would be discovered by bully Megan, which was mildly annoying. Juno Dawson’s writing is so easy to read.

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