Jaime is a great writer. Period.
Her novella is a masterclass in observational storytelling. In just 81 pages she made me feel like I had lived with her main character for a summer. I knew her well, and I knew all of the characters that populated her little world. She’s able to give you the heart of a character in a sentence or two. Her characterizations are razor sharp, heartbreaking, hilarious, and the result of a life lived thoughtfully, as opposed to the result of reading other books.
I really love her style of short punchy paragraphs composed of short punchy sentences. There’s a sarcastic earnestness that consumes the story, and the style delivers that perfectly.
When I started reading it, it just seemed like a series of non sequiturs, and I was like “is this what the whole book is, just a random collection of a little girl’s thoughts?” I’m into genre fiction, so this isn’t my wheelhouse, and I didn’t think I was going to get absorbed in this. But after a dozen pages or so, what seemed like non sequiturs revealed itself as a clear depiction of this little girl’s life. Her entire world was her manhunting mom who treated her like a pet, her two girl friends, the boy she’s sorta dating, the kids she babysits, and an older perverted boy who is preying on her.
Jaime tells the tragic tale of a little girl made invisible by the careless people in her life, and how her desperate need to be seen leads her toward a dangerous path. I want to complain that there isn’t a single man in the story who isn’t a creep (it’s possible one meaning of the title is this little girl searching for a male who actually behaves like an honorable man), and as a guy reading it that was very noticeable, but the female characters aren’t painted in a positive light either. It’s this girl’s reality. It’s a harsh one. And it’s also funny in a lot of places, and that’s needed in an otherwise bleak portrait of loneliness and depression.
I like that the story doesn’t turn to melodrama. Usually I don’t like an ambiguous ending, but here it makes for a poignant end note because we don’t know what will happen to the little girl and we’re worried for her. We care about her. Jaime gets us to see and care for this little girl in the way the little girl wishes the people close to her would.