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400 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 8, 2016
How am I supposed to relax? It's an impossible situation. If this is falling in love, it's impossibly beautiful, and when that person is so sweet and kind it hurts in the best way, but because you know they can never return those feelings you have to try and hide the intensity of it. And this is intense.
"--having smooth, unscarred skin does not make you beautiful. Shining the brightest light in the dark does, though."
Because we're not our pasts--because we're more than that. We have to be. Don't we?



I’ve finished reading this for a while but I’ve been putting on hold my review – because really what can you say?
Completely. And. Utterly. Speechless.
Well, not entirely. But you know how it is with really good books, right? As a reviewer, you kind of want to make sure that you’re giving it justice.
But yeah, Suki Fleet does it again. And again, and again, and again.
I wish things were different. I wish it with everything in me – the thought sharp as a spear in my heart. I don’t normally let myself think like this, but right now, I’d give anything, absolutely anything, to look ordinary. For him to look at me and see an ordinary boy looking back at him. I wouldn’t ask to be beautiful.
Even going over this line now gives me goosebumps and breaks my heart into smithereens. Danny. Possibly the most precious of all main characters I’ve ever come across with. Just for Danny alone, I’m already giving this book 5 stars. Because really, how can someone not be captivated by Danny? How can someone not be affected by Danny’s character? Self-deprecating and insecure but pure and kind Danny.
When I started reading the book, I thought, “Not another London rent boy story.” While the setting for Foxes is similar in so many respects with This is Not a Love Story, they can’t really be compared with one another. Both of which are beautiful books in their own right. Well, the Suki Fleet magic will always be there for all her books, but that’s kind of a given.
I won’t lie. This is a slow-paced book. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. It made me appreciate every word, thought process, character, and outcome. This book slowly burned me with The Feels.
Yet I still wish I had a mask – I could be the superhero pretending he’s hiding his identity when really he’s just hiding who he is.
I love the superhero analogy injected all throughout the book. To Danny, wearing that mask means being able to hide. But what he doesn’t know is just by being himself, he already embodies the true essence of being a hero.
But I do know that having smooth, unscarred skin does not make you beautiful. Shining like the brightest light in the dark does, though. And you light up everything. You light me up.
Not all superheroes wear capes. But the real superheroes? They’re the ones who are able to touch and change other people’s lives simply by being there.
Read this, folks. It’s not an easy book to read, sure, but it’s also one of the most beautiful books out there, which kind of makes it all worth it.


We're taking up the entire pavement, but there's no one around. Only stars above. All the stars. All the bright and dying lights burning through the dark. There is no lid on the sky tonight. It's endless. Forever.
Never say you're stupid just because you find some things hard. I never want you to use that word. Everyone finds some things hard. You're clever in so many ways other people aren't-in ways that matter the most. Your heart is fucking big.
"You're beautiful", I write, while he's still holding on to my hand. The words come out all spidery and crooked. "You glitter like no one else. Like stars are inside you."
We made it.
["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>They wait in the cold for someone to touch them in ways they don’t want to be touched.The depth of emotions in this story is seriously off the charts.
Even though I want it so badly, I will never be normal. I will never have a normal face that someone is going to look at and like.This story is vague about a lot of things, which I believe is on purpose. You won’t know specifically how old these boys are, yet knowing that Micky has to emancipate from his parents tells me he is underage.
Be the change you want to see in the world.

Can’t lifetimes be measured in heartbeats? The faster a heart goes, the less time you have?
If I had a single wish right now, it would be for someone to hold on to, or for someone to hold on to me. Not because they feel obliged to, or because they have to, but because they want to, because they want me.
Fragile things, every single one of them. Lives are so terrifyingly easy to break. And yet, I love every single second. If I didn’t love it, it wouldn’t hurt so much.
Read my Foxes inspired intimate interview with Suki Fleet on Music and Books, here: