Finch wants to die. He has all the plans made, but every time he tries it something comes across that makes him want to continue.
Violet is stricken with grief by her sister's death. She doesn't know how to be herself anymore.
They meet on the ledge of the school's bell tower.
And that's how begins a heart wrecking sad story that makes you gasp for breath in the middle of the night.
I didn't expect this to be this amazing. Reading All the Bright Places really was hard in a way. It was like needing oxygen while diving. You need it so badly, so you try to get to the surface but can't get fast enough. And when you get there, you fill your lungs full. Same thing with the reading. You rush forward, not breathing and then you get to a spot where you can breathe. You close the book and prepare yourself for the next dive.
I don't know which part of this book I didn't love. I loved Finch, the freaky guy. I loved Violet, the girl looking for herself. I loved Indianapolis and wandering and the memories and the offerings. And the big blue lake.
This book is a cause for a terrible book hangover, so beware. (Also you may fall in love.)