Invincible Summerby Hannah Moskowitz
Noah’s happier than I’ve seen him in months. So I’d be an awful brother to get in the way of that. It’s not like I have some relationship with Melinda. It was just a kiss. Am I going to ruin Noah’s happiness because of a kiss?
Across four sun-kissed, drama-drenched summers at his family’s beach house, Chase is/i>
Noah’s happier than I’ve seen him in months. So I’d be an awful brother to get in the way of that. It’s not like I have some relationship with Melinda. It was just a kiss. Am I going to ruin Noah’s happiness because of a kiss?
Across four sun-kissed, drama-drenched summers at his family’s beach house, Chase is falling in love, falling in lust, and trying to keep his life from falling apart. But some girls are addictive....
"An intense, bittersweet novel about how people come together and how they break apart, set over four summers. A powerful story that will stay with you." Jennifer Hubbard, author of The Secret Year
“It’s clear that the author cares deeply about her characters, and she gives their lines density and, frequently, a heavy nostalgic feeling. Teens will welcome the unfiltered dialogue….Chase is a sympathetic protagonist who, like many teens, is on a quest for connection and understanding….Readers will…embrace Moskowitz’s introspective characters and the dramatic situations in which they find themselves.” –SLJ
“The dreamy alternate world of summer vacations provides the backdrop for this soulful look at the growing pains of a single, outwardly normal family....In four sections, each one year apart, Moskowitz delivers a series of scenessome so brief and spare you'd almost have to call them 'moments'that communicate Chase's aching awareness of the passage of valuable time....Coming off the edgy Break, this is surprisingly breezy, and you have to commend Moskowitz for her commitment to writing sensitive books with male protagonists." –Booklist
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Gideon keeps falling down.
He and Claudia slipped outside to the beach and were out there for at least ten minutes before my parents or Noah or I noticed they were gone. They’re greasy and gritty now with sand and seawater, so there’s no point in dragging them back inside and getting everything dirty our first night here, plus none of us feel like putting in the effort to chase them. My mother, who’s a little too old and way too pregnant to run around outside and parent them hands-on like she used to, drifts to the porch off the first floor to watch them and make sure they don’t kill themselves, one hand on her stomach, one on the railing.
Noah and I linger by the windows on the other side of the family room, our foreheads pressed against the glass. We’re moaning every time we see a particularly good wave roll by and looking at each other—maybe we should go out? Maybe we can? No.
Outside, Claudia is laughing loudly enough for us to hear. She always says she’s way too old to play with Gideon, and she’s not going to, no way, and if we want a babysitter, we can pay her. But she always ends up playing with him anyway, at least when we’re here. Here no one is too old. Except Mom and Dad. And Claudia and Gideon are the two youngest, so they get shoved together and there is no way to avoid it, even though Claudia’s eleven and Gideon’s barely six.
Dad says, “Aren’t you two going out?”
We can’t. Even though there’s sand stuck to our feet from the walk from the car, up the stairs, inside, and back, and back, and back, while we hauled in suitcases. Even though the carpet smells like old sunscreen. Noah and I know that it isn’t quite summer. Not yet. Summer can’t start at night, first of all, and it definitely can’t start before we see the SUV roll up outside the Hathaways’ beach house. And until it comes, we’ll wait here. That’s tradition, and Noah and I do not kill tradition. If we get here before the Hathaways, we wait.
Dad says, “You boys are sticks in the mud.”
“Heathen,” Noah mutters.
Dad’s not pregnant, but he acts like he is, complaining that he’s so tired from the drive, that he needs to put his feet up. He sits on the scratchy couch—the one with years of our sand embedded between the cushions—and complains, like every year, that the renters have moved the furniture.
We’re totally not listening.
“Boys,” he says. “They’re probably not coming until tomorrow.”
“They always come the same day we do,” I say.
Dad says, “You’d be able to hear the car from the beach. Go outside and make sure Gideon doesn’t get dizzy.”
Making sure Gideon doesn’t get dizzy is one of our family duties, along with getting Mom’s slippers, thinking of a name for Chase’s song, washing the makeup off your sister’s face are you kidding me she is not leaving the house like that, and figuring out where the hell Noah is.
Mom laughs from the balcony and reports, “He’s tipping over every which way.”
“Claudia will catch him,” Noah mumbles.
“Claudia’s catching him,” Mom calls in.
I can just barely see Claudia and Gideon if I crane my neck and press my cheek around the window. Noah laughs because I look silly with my face all squished, but I like seeing my little siblings, pushing each other over, spinning in circles, always getting up. I can see Claudia’s hands moving, but she’s too far away for me to know what she’s signing.
God, I can taste the ocean. I’m weak. “Let’s go out, Noah.”
He shakes his head and says, “We’ve got to wait for Melinda and the twins.” This is so weird, because usually it’s Noah trying to go somewhere—the movies, out for a run, college—and me begging him to stay, to wait, though I never have a specific thing for him to wait for.
“Noah, Chase, come sit with me,” my father says. “You’ll still be able to see the headlights, I promise.”
This is enough of an excuse for me to abandon our stakeout. I give Noah a little head jerk, but he frowns and, instead of staying where he is, shows how disappointed he is by heavyfooting into the kitchen to put away groceries. He could not act more put-upon if it were his job. Whatever. I join my father on the couch and tuck myself under his arm while he strokes my hair.
I’ve just barely closed my eyes—the grain of the couch against my cheek, Noah’s malcontented grumblings in my ear—when I see the headlight glare through the windows and through my eyelids.
“Noah, they’re here!”
We run barefoot across the street to the Hathaways’ and maul Melinda, Bella, and Shannon as soon as they step out of the SUV. Their parents laugh, pushing back their sweaty bangs, hauling duffel bags out of the car. Shannon pulls out of my hug and taps his fist against mine. He sticks his hand in my hair. “Welcome back, soldier,” he says.
“Welcome home, Shannon.”
“Can we make s’mores, Mom?” Bella asks. She’s clinging to one of Noah’s arms, which is kind of weird. I wrap the hem of Noah’s shirt around my finger until I have a good enough hold to tug him away from her.
He’s not even paying attention, because Melinda is milling by the other arm. She’s nineteen, older than Noah, and so thin that she always looks like a part of her is missing and the rest of her might be about to go find it. Her long fingernails close the gap between her hand and Noah’s wrist. I’ve seen Claudia do the same grip when she wants Noah to do something.
Melinda is his sister in a different way.
“Of course we can,” Mrs. Hathaway says, with a laugh like a string instrument. “You boys want to get your family here?”
Noah says, “Chase, run and get everybody.”
I sprint across the street and straight onto the beach. I’m in the sand for the first time this summer. I always forget how cold it feels on my feet. “Claude!”
Claudia’s wearing her first two-piece bathing suit. She bought it around February, when they put the first bathing suits on the racks, and she’s been clamoring to wear it ever since. I pretty much hate that some company thinks her preteen body is capable of being sexualized, and that this—this night, this beach—is the time and place to do it. She screams, “Chase!” and tackles me into the sand, and she’s a child no matter what she’s wearing.
“Melinda and the twins are here,” I say. “Get dressed and we’ll make s’mores.”
But Claudia’s already running across the street. “Gimme a shirt, Mom!” she yells, and Mom tosses down some old T-shirt of mine. Claudia doesn’t stop running as she catches it and pulls it over her sweaty hair.
“Gid!” I yell. He’s deaf as a board, but he’s still spent all six years of his life getting yelled at. He’s watching me, asking me with his eyes and his hands where Claudia went.
Across street I sign to him. Come here. Don’t fall down. My ASL sucks, but the light’s so bad right now it doesn’t matter. Gideon runs over to me and I sign hold my hand before we start across the street. Either he sees this or just holds out of habit.
At the Hathaways’, we make s’mores on the grill, pushing down on them with the spatula until they hiss. I sit with Shannon at the Hathaways’ picnic table and we try to fill each other in on our lives since last August. During the year, I always feel like there are a million things I need to remember to tell him, and now nothing seems important but our siblings and our summer and the smoke from the grill.
Shannon keeps asking about my family—mostly Claudia and the baby yet to come—and I’m trying to pay attention, but my eyes keep going back to Bella. Was she this tall last summer? Maybe that’s why she was hanging off of Noah. I’m still waiting to hit my growth spurt. But I’m the one who’s her age. I hope she keeps that in mind.
I respond to one of Shannon’s questions about Claudia with a quick, “I always forget how old she is,” and then clear my throat. “So what’s Bella been up to?”
Shannon looks over at his twin. She dances in circles in the spots of moonlight that break through the Hathaways’ awning. Her bare feet glitter. They’re white and pointed, like something off a fairy.
He smiles. “She got the lead in the Nutcracker this year.” It’s his turn to ask about someone. “So how’s Gideon?”
Gideon’s hugging on to Mom’s leg, watching Claudia, probably wishing she were talking to him because she’s the only one of us who signs well. The rest of us really only pretend we can, but, then again, so does Gideon.
“Deaf,” I say. “Melinda?”
“Grumpy. And she dyes her hair a lot. She’s always sighing and mumbling about the universe.”
But right now Melinda’s at the corner of the balcony, talking to the dogs. “Mom?” she says. “I’m taking the dogs out for a run.”
Her mother is by the grill with my parents, where they’re laughing over a few beers, throwing coals down to the sand, touching Mom’s huge stomach.
Shannon says, “Chase? How’s Noah?”
“I’ll come with you,” Noah says, with a glance Melinda’s way, and he has the dogs unclipped from their leashes and free in no time, and he’s gone, chasing them across the street and onto the beach. I listen for the sound of them splashing in the water, but they’re too far away. I am getting a headache, listening this hard.
I try to think about Bella again, and I don’t answer Shannon, but his father asks me the same question when I go over to the grill to collect my s’more. He claps me on the shoulder and says, “Noah excited for college?”
I want to tell him Noah doesn’t really get excited, but I don’t know how to describe my brother to someone who’s known him just as long as I have but doesn’t understand him any better. So I smile. It’s so dark now, but the coals and the stars illuminate my siblings and Shannon’s siblings and our parents and make us all look permanent and important.
I say, “He’s kind of quiet about how he feels.”
“Yeah. Did he run off with Melinda?”
“I guess so.”
My parents exchange looks, like they were expecting Noah and Melinda’s flighty romance to take a hiatus this year, or something.
Noah does not ruin tradition. I could have told them that. And Melinda is his summer. More and more every single year.
So I just say, “He runs off a lot.”
Mr. Hathaway laughs and says, “Man, your brother’s a flight risk, isn’t he?” He serves me a s’more and says, “Still playing guitar, Chase?”
I grin and look down.
They drag their old guitar out so I don’t have to run home, and I make up chord progressions while Bella sings along in this ghost voice that makes me hyperaware, like my whole body is made of fingertips. They smile at me in that way adults do when they’re drunk that makes you feel not so much younger.
We carry the plates into the kitchen, where the lights dazzle us into submission until someone has the sense to dim them. Once all the dishes are cleaned and stacked, the adults convince us to run down to the beach and try to find Noah and Melinda.
He’s up to his waist in the ocean, the Hathaways’ two dogs swirling around him like they’re trying to create a whirlpool. My brother is the eye of his manufactured hurricane.
“Get in!” he yells, and none of us needs to be told twice.
The six of us splash in after him, screaming at the cold water, screaming at each other, screaming at every single foot of empty where the sky is and we aren’t. Bella’s on my shoulders and I’m twirling her around, Melinda’s holding her breath for as long as she can, everyone’s always yelling, “Where’s Gideon?” and pulling him out from underneath a breaking wave, yelling, “Where’s Noah?” and realizing he’s swum halfway out to sea.
Whenever there’s a split second of silence, we can hear our parents across the street, strumming the old guitar, laughing, clinking their beer bottles together.
Eventually my brother the flight risk comes and holds my head underwater until everything swirls, and, when I come up and sputter and blink, everyone’s skin is shiny and spotted from the stars. Bella and Claudia are running around on the sand, throwing handfuls at each other, shrieking, and Melinda’s squeezing the ocean out of her somehow colorless hair, her legs absolutely sparkling.
I want to be exactly this old forever.
“Y’all right, soldier?” Shannon asks me, his voice raspy from the salt.
I nod and count heads. There’s Claudia, Gideon, Melinda, Bella, Shannon … there’s everyone but Noah, who somehow managed to disappear in that split second I wasn’t watching him.
So I look at Shannon and smile, and I try not to care, I try not to worry that my brother will leave me for good, because nothing is as permanent or important as the first summer night. Bella’s voice puts mine to shame, but I sing anyway, until Shannon dunks me underwater. When I come up, I hear everyone’s laugh—Shannon’s and Bella’s, as identical as they aren’t; Claudia’s, trying to be a woman; Gideon’s—that haunted sound that he doesn’t know he’s making—and Melinda’s. Twinkling into Noah’s ear as he swims back, back to her and not to me.
Meet the Author
Hannah Moskowitz is the award-winning author of the young adult novels Break; Invincible Summer; Gone, Gone, Gone; and Teeth; as well as the middle grade novels Zombie Tag and Marco Impossible. She lives in New York City. Learn more at HannahMoskowitz.com.
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This was a great book. It wasnt at all what i wa expecting but it was better. I was thinking thisbuld be a light summer read. It was not. But it was still a beautiful heartbreaking story. Anybody who says differently was clearly not ready to read this book maturity wise. If you're looking for a care free easy funny smmer read,this is not the book or you. But if you want a great book that gets you thinking while still 100% enjoying it,this is the one for you.
This is one of the best summer setting books that I have ever read. Chase the main character knows that every year on his birthday he gets to spend his birthday at the beach with his family and Bella and Melindia. It is a very fun story that tell a realtionship with two brothers and the girl that they both like. It goes through many years of their lives. You see how their lives and their family lives change. I really enjoyed reading this book beacuse it is a nice read about summer.
Disclaimer: I got the ARC of this through Simon and Schuster's Galley Grab. And Hannah Moskowitz and I are good friends. However, I don't care who wrote this book, it's that good and you should check it out. The cover is misleading!! It's not a breezy, beach read. This book is about family. And Camus. A book with so much Camus in it should not have a bikini on the cover, that's all I'm saying. You know how some books just resonate with you in the very deepest part of you and you have moments where all you can say is yes? There were moments like that. Hannah gets it. She really does. This book is raw and real and you should read it because it means something. I don't have enough words to express how much I loved this book. Only that's not even true - there are no words. I have none left. It's that good. So many passages cut through the ambivalence of life and shine a light on everything around it. I loved Chase, our narrator. He's honest. He's got a good sense of humor. And he cares. A lot. I don't know what else to say about it except to flail around going, "I LOVE THIS BOOK IT'S SO GOOD." Okay? I choked up. I shivered. I laughed. I cannot say enough about this book. You have to trust me. All I can do is keep flailing until you check out the book. I have no more words other than YES, remember? This book is so insightful into families and relationships and humanity, and ugggh, please read it. I'll leave you with this: Camus wrote, "Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal." Hannah shows us the cost.
INVINCIBLE SUMMER tells the story of two families and four summers around protagonist Chase. The character cast is made up of the parents and the seven kids Melinda, Chase, Gideon, Claudia, Noah, Shannon and Bella and that would be it. The diversity of characters is low and I cannot think of many secondary characters at the moment. The story always circles around them, what they are doing, or not doing. The protagonist Chase shows how one can age and still stay the same. His voice always felt the same although he grew and became four years older over the course of INVINCIBLE SUMMER. But I was lucky that Hannah made him the person we always related to, because he was the one person I liked the most, because he has courage. These families do have grave problems and the kids are troubled in many ways. Often I couldn’t comprehend the actions and thoughts of several protagonists. Throughout the whole novel I never felt a connection to the other siblings and their friends. Their behaviour mostly annoyed me and sometimes even made me angry. Nevertheless I really appreciate that Moskowitz included a character like Gideon. He is the brother of Chase and is deaf. I can imagine living with a deaf sibling is everything but easy. His character added some more emotions to the story. INVINCIBLE SUMMER is everything but a light summer read. Throughout the whole novel the kids keep quoting Camus, which can seem wise and cool in an occasion or so, but not if every chapter has numerous Camus references in it. The words seem way too big for the characters and made the story feel so dragging. In my opinion there were too many references, but that’s just because I’m no one who enjoys philosophical debates. Then INVINCIBLE SUMMER also didn't feel like a standalone novel, but like the second in a series. It misses to establish a connection to characters and setting like a first novel in a series and also didn’t bring the story to a satisfying end like a third novel would do. It's like the second novel that serves as connection between first and third. THE VERDICT I wouldn't recommend INVINCIBLE SUMMER as a light summer lecture, because it simply isn’t. Mostly it feels dragging and too heavy for the characters to carry. It's more a collection of often incomprehensible actions and events than a coherent and enjoyable story. You should still read it if you are interested in exploring the connections between the two families and the tragic and confused personalities of their members.
The overview on this site made it seem like this was a book about 2 brothers who fall in love with the same girl. Umm no. It's not about that at all. It's really about a dysfunctional family and just weirdness in general. The two older brothers contantly quote from some book of prose that seems totally uncharacteristic of teenagers and just plain weird. The older brother disappears for short lengths of time, and everyone freaks out. I mean he's 18 what's the big deal? The parents don't watch their kids, even though one of them is deaf. And when the 2 brothers both hook up with the same neighbor girl, it's totally creepy. They actually talk to each other about the logistics of it, gross!!! And that relationship is just a side-note, not even really what the book is focused on at all (which is good because it's portrayed super creepily). Don't buy this book, it's not even written well.
I dont see why people like it. I read the WHOLE thing.... nothing happned untill basically the last summer. I was so bored the whole time i read this book and i was just thinking "mabey it will get better. Mabey something will happen soon." nothing. and when something finally did happen it just made me even more mad. Not what i was expecting AT ALL. soo dissapointed
I was expecting a type of beach read no matter what the description says. I was ok with emotional and maybe even a coming of age story. Because let's face it, summer can be that type of season. But, not matter how hard I tried I just couldn't get past some aspects of this novel. I was ok with the time frame. 4 summer seasons and a lot can happen. But in all reality, it's the last summer that anything really monumental happens. Ok, maybe the very end of the 3rd as well...but it's the defying moment, the straw the breaks the camels back so to speak. The other 3 summers are just one form of dysfunction or another. I had a hard time liking anybody in the story. It's told from Chase's point of view, but he never feels like a teenager. His older brother Noah, is constantly disappearing. He reasoning is the family is sometimes hard to handle. I completely agree. The parents don't feel like parents. The kids are basically raising themselves. The youngest brother is deaf, but doesn't seem like a functioning deaf child. Claudia, well I was just as much of a loss when it came to her as everybody else was. She's making out with girls and then together with the boy next door. Attention seeking much? The worst part was the sharing of the girl next door. It's just gave the story an icky feeling. There were times that I wondered if one brother was going to come over to find the other one already there. It was just a little bit much. I also didn't really understand the appeal of Melinda, not enough to warrant the devotion of both brothers. The best part of the story is from the end of the 3rd summer on. This is what I was expecting from this book. The emotions come full circle and it seems everyone finally grows up. There are quite a few other readers who really enjoyed this story. But, I found that it just wasn't for me. I haven't read anything else by this author. I'm unsure if I will after this one.
When I first got this book, I was expecting a good summer romance. It was nothing like that. What I got, was even better! This book is told from Chase's point of view in all the summers of his teen years. I like that. As an avid reader, you really don't get to read many books from a male pov, so I was excited to do so. I have never seen summer so dramatic (in a good way!). What I like most about this book is the dynamic plot it has. Yes, dynamic. It's explosive, the bomb diggity, da bomb! I was completely torn to bits by all the happenings in the plot. Chase and his family goes through a lot through out the summers. One thing about this book is that it is not some lovey, dovey summer story. It has great raw emotions just flowing off the pages of the book. I felt angry, happy, sad, and even jealousy. You get see inside of the family and all of their problems. What's more, is that you see the family stick through it all together. They may have had their problems and share of mistakes, but they make it through. I adored Chase. His strength and amazing selflessness in all that he does, made my heart melt. He was used, mistreated, and acted too mature for a kid who is supposed to be a teenager. He took care of his siblings as if they were his own. He took great responsibility for things he didn't have too. Yet, he remained strong. I am amazed. Invincible Summer is great, powerful, emotional read that has stolen my heart. The development of all the characters throughout the plot is clear. Chase's voice is easy to hear and feel. Ms. Moskowitz did a wonderfully job writing this book. I can't wait to read what she write next! This book has cursing, sex, and drinking.
I think that it is important to note going in that this is not your typical light summer beach read. But it DOES have amazing characters, a rich storyline, and a gritty, raw and unforgettable writing style. I really like how the characters are authentic and they have problems. They work through their issues in their own ways, but at the end they still aren't perfect. This is not a criticism in any way, but it is a view of real life. The characters do grow and change, but they do not get the happily ever after, even though they learn to be happy with their circumstances. Invincible Summer really has detailed and interesting family dynamics, but I love the message through it all, siblings love and are there for each other. It was touching to see them interact and frustrating when they were being silly. Not silly as in haha but doing real life mistakes and you could see them hurting. I gotta say though, one thing I skipped was all the Camus quotes. I understand that was their thing and what they bonded over, but it's just not my thing. I also appreciate the male POV in this book. I feel like it's well written and true to character. I expected some of the details to be skimped over, but they weren't. Not to the point of gratuity but I got a peek at how guys might think of in certain situations. I could not put this book down, and I'm missing the characters now even as I'm writing about them.
Summers at the beach are everything to Chase. Every summer he and his family pack up and head to the beach where they meet up with the Hathaway's. This is how it's always been and how he imagines it always should be. Life at the beach is perfect. When the book begins, Chase is about to turn fifteen, and he's doing his best to keep his family together. Older brother Noah is flighty, moody, and runs off every chance he gets. Younger sister, Claudia, is eleven and already a handful. His youngest brother, Gideon, is totally deaf, and his mother is pregnant with her fifth child, due any day now. This is the summer he shares his first kiss with Bella Hathaway. It's supposed to be like this. He is supposed to end up with Bella, Noah with Meredith and Claudia with Shannon (the Hathaway siblings). That way, they'll always be together. This is also the summer that Meredith introduces he and Noah to the works of Camus, and they become completely obsessed, frequently quoting him. The next summer things are changing, and Chase is still doing his best to keep his family together. His parents are fighting a lot more now, Noah is even more moody, and Claudia is out of control. To make matters worse, Chase is thinking about sex a lot. It consumes him. During one of Noah's disappearing acts, Chase hooks up with Melinda. This is the summer when everything changes and Chase finds himself trying to adjust to how different his summers are going to be from now on. This is a book that I couldn't stop thinking about. The story spans four summers, and with each turn of the page the reader is totally sucked in to everything Chase is feeling: His happiness, his angst and his heartache. I felt like I was his friend and I was going on this journey with him. This is a book that everyone should pick up and take with them to the beach this summer. My biggest problem with the book is the cover. I don't feel that the bikini clad body does it justice. It kind of gives the wrong impression, because what is inside the cover is a beautifully written, coming of age story that is about so much more than bikinis.
I have been hearing amazing things about Hannah Moskowitz and her books since her first book was released in '09, and while I even have that said book in my TBR pile, I had not read anything by Hannah until Invincible Summer. And boy do I regret that now, as not only is Invincible Summer one of the grittiest, emotionally charged books of the year, if not ever, but it's also a book that will make any reader feel a bucket full of emotions: anger, love, joy, the list goes on and on. Looking at the sunny cover of this one, any reader would thing this is ultimately a feel-good type of book, as I did. Surprisingly enough, it's anything but that, and that's what made it an absolute star in my eyes, because it's different; it's unique; it's one of kind; it's a book that includes the tough parts of live as well as the amazing parts. It tests faith. but I digress. One of my favorite parts of this novel would have to be the characters, no doubt about it. Hannah creates each one with such grace to the point where they simply jump of the page and come to life with every word said aloud to the ones not said at all. Chase, the narrator, would have to be favorite out of the bunch. He is a boy who has his head on his shoulders; a boy who always wants to do the good thing, the right thing, but the problem is life isn't always that way- he's starting to find. His inner struggles over loss and love will make any reader root for him as well as well relate to him and his jokes and quotes will make readers laugh as well. Though, my favorite part of his character was his ties to his family. His family (his parents, and his siblings) play such an important role in in not only Noah's live but the book as well. Better yet, it was hard not to simply adore ever one of them, even with their faults. Adding to this, the plot of this was always a high point. I really enjoyed the way it was told over four summers, as not only did it make it suspenseful, but also it allowed for just the right amount of the story to be told. More importantly, I loved all the twists and turns to the story. I don't think I ever knew just how everything was going to end until the very end, which made me love this book even more. Lastly, Hannah Markowitz.she's one heck of an author. I know that for sure. She just gets the feelings teens feel down pat in her characters, in my opinion. She brings to life their problems, strengths, and weakness with her lyrical writing, and she never shies away from the hard parts of live, making her a very valuable author, in my opinion. Full of emotions and fantastic and lively characters and events, Invincible Summer is one book you simply must not pass up. It is spectacular, gritty, and a worthwhile contemporary read. I can only hope you will love it as much, if not more, than I did. But word of warning: you're going to need a few tissues. Grade: A+