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359 pages, Paperback
First published April 12, 2015
Since the day she and her family moved into the house beside mine, I’ve become obsessed with Penelope Finnel.
“Dillion,” Penelope whispers.
“Sometimes I’m so sad.”
“That’s okay.”
“I don’t know how to fix it.” she admits.
Emotion pulls in her brown eyes. “I’ll help you,” I say.
“I love you like no other.”


“Why do you like kissing me?”
“Because you’re my favorite.”

“Big brown eyes look up at me, and Pen circles her arms around my neck. With dirty lips beside my ear, she whispers, You make me so happy.”

“She was born for me to love.”
“She’s all there is and everything I need.”

“He’s so handsome. So strong. So entirely forever.”
”I’ve loved her since bubblegum bubbles and moving trucks. I love her for red heart-shaped glasses. I love her because of the way she looks flying on my handlebars.
I love her.”

"Don't you get it Dillon?
There's a reason why you're my only friend.
Why haven't you figured this out yet?"
_ _ _ _ "Inhaling a deep breath, I go to her.
That's what I've always done.
For her, I will stay awake forever."
Since the day she and her family moved into the house beside mine, I’ve become obsessed with Penelope Finnel.

“Why can’t I be normal?”

“I love you like no other.”




My own exhaustion has taken a backseat to the concern and heartbreak I experience whenever I look at this girl. How helpless I am around her has made a home deep inside my gut, and I can't shake how guilty it makes me feel.
This inability to control her emotions and sadness paralyzes me. All I can do is worry, wanting so badly to make her life easier and feeling guilty because I can't.Penelope is a girl born with a genetic deficiency that causes her to be utterly and devastatingly sad sometimes. Soul-crushing, bone-deep hurt grips her sometimes and doesn't let go despite everyone's best efforts. Symptoms started showing as early as age two. By the age of five, she started hiding behind sunglasses, wanting to be invisible.
"Dillon," Penelope whispers. "Sometimes I'm so sad."The first time Dillon sees Penelope, she is moving in the house next door and they are twelve years old. He can't stop looking with puppy-dog eyes and wonderment at the girl with the sunglasses on. Penelope is equally captivated by her instant new best friend. Every morning they go to school together, they play together and they write notes across the lawn at night, staring at each other through their bedroom windows. They become inseparable and Dillon manages to make Penelope's sad better.
"That's okay."
She trusts me enough to let me have her love. Penelope comes to me when she needs help.It is heartbreaking to see Dillon care so much, try so hard, love so fierce, only for him to remain powerless when it comes to making her sad better. He sacrifices his own sleep to stay up with her when she can't sleep. He skips out on school to hold her while she cries sadness and pain. He dedicates his life to her, because it's what she needs, until nothing works anymore. No matter how much Dillon gives, Penelope will always keep that feeling of sorrow and nothingness deep inside her. Some days are better than others. Some days are good. And some days are just bad.
But I can't save her.
I can't make the tears stop.
Nothing I do anymore works.
There's not a thing I want more than to disappear, but it's impossible because I'm made of nothing.The second half was so good. There's some heartbreaking drama somewhere after the halfway point that includes boarded up windows. I understood this so well, because where some may relate to Penelope, I completely related to Dillon. I've been there, caring for someone who's just hopeless. After draining all of my energy for two years, I had to end it for my own sake. But Dillon's love transcends all in the end. It provides enough fuel to keep fighting and caring for Penelope forever. And that is why this is a heartwarming story. It's sad, but it's the true love way. Both Penelope and Dillon tried to deal with her condition as best as they could. They made a few mistakes along the way, but came out stronger for it. True Love Way had the perfect amount of humor, angst, sadness and happiness.








"What are you looking at, boy?"


I’ve become obsessed with Penelope Finnel. Purple-orange is her favorite color, even after I told her purple-orange isn’t a thing.

"You’re my best friend." Penelope’s soft voice forces my eyes from her hands to her blue star-shaped rims. "I’m lucky to have you."
"Get away from my daughter, boy."


I’ve loved her since bubblegum bubbles and moving trucks. I love her for red heart-shaped glasses. I love her because of the way she looks flying on my handlebars.
I love her.

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Audiobook source: Audible
Narrator: Jeff Hays
Length: 6H 55M

