In this sequel to One Fat Summer, it's 1954 and Bobby is sixteen. He's working at a summer camp, wants to get his license, and hopes to take a girl to Make-Out Island. The overall tone/attitude toward women (and sexuality in general) is very 1950s. Very 1980s, for that matter.
Bobby has decisions to make as a camp counselor and with his new girlfriend.
I liked it well enough, but it didn't hold my interest or have the same impact as the first one. I'll still keep my eye out for the final book in the trilogy.