{"product_id":"more-happy-than-not-deluxe-edition-isbn-9781641291941","title":"More Happy Than Not (Deluxe Edition)","description":"\u003cb\u003eA special Deluxe Edition of Adam Silvera’s groundbreaking debut featuring an introduction by Angie Thomas, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Hate U Give\u003c\/i\u003e; a new final chapter, \"More Happy Ending\"; and an afterword about where it all began.\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eIn his twisty, heartbreaking, profoundly moving \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling debut, Adam Silvera brings to life a charged, dangerous near-future summer in the Bronx.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In the months following his father's suicide, sixteen-year-old Aaron Soto can’t seem to find happiness again, despite the support of his girlfriend, Genevieve, and his overworked mom. Grief and the smile-shaped scar on his wrist won’t let him forget the pain. But when Aaron meets Thomas, a new kid in the neighborhood, something starts to shift inside him. Aaron can't deny his unexpected feelings for Thomas despite the tensions their friendship has created with Genevieve and his tight-knit crew. Since Aaron can't stay away from Thomas or turn off his newfound happiness, he considers taking drastic actions. The Leteo Institute’s revolutionary memory-altering procedure will straighten him out, even if it means forgetting who he truly is. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Why does happiness have to be so hard?\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e Bestseller\u003cbr\u003eA \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e Editors' Choice\u003cbr\u003eA Paste Magazine Best Young Adult Novel of All Time\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e Best First Novel of 2015 and a \u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e Editors' Choice of 2015\u003cbr\u003eA \u003ci\u003eKirkus\u003c\/i\u003e Best Teen Book of 2015\u003cbr\u003eAn ABA Indie Next Selection\u003cbr\u003eAn Amazon Best Young Adult of 2015\u003cbr\u003eA Refinery29 Best Diverse Young Adult Book\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003c\/b\u003ePopsugar.com Best of 2015\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003c\/b\u003eBustle.com Best Young Adult Book of 2015\u003cbr\u003eA New York Public Library Top 10 Young Adult Novels of 2015\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003c\/b\u003eLos Angeles Public Library Best Teen Books of 2015\u003cbr\u003eThe Latinidad List Best Young Adult Novel of the Year\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003eMagill’s Literary Annual\u003c\/i\u003e 2016 Selection\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A beautiful debut novel [that] manages a delicate knitting of class politics through an ambitious narrative about sexual identity and connection that considers the heavy weight and constructive value of traumatic memory . . . Aaron's Bronx universe [is captured] with a precision that feels at once dreamy and casually reportorial . . . Mandatory reading.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—The New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Adam Silvera’s debut novel takes on the delicate balancing act of covering some of life’s weightiest of topics: suicide, coming out, trauma, grief and urban poverty . . . Fully in control of the ambition of its plot, Silvera’s best seller marries the page-turning elements of a sci-fi narrative with incisive commentary on sexuality.” \u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eTime\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Silvera is a master of creating terrifying near futures that feature technology that's both intriguing and troubling.”\u003cbr\u003e—\u003cb\u003eShondaland\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Inventive and daring, Silvera's gritty debut kept me turning pages until 2 A.M. His writing crackles with challenging questions, searing and timely.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Aaron Hartzler, author of \u003ci\u003eRapture Practice\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\"Adam Silvera explores the inner workings of a painful world and he delivers this with heartfelt honesty and a courageous, confident hand. Combine these with a one-of-a-kind voice and a genius idea, and what you have is a mesmerizing, unforgettable tour de force.\"  \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—John Corey Whaley, National Book Award finalist and author of \u003ci\u003eWhere Things Come Back\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eNoggin\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Adam Silvera is a voice missing in YA fiction. The honesty of his words and his ability to tell a story make you realize that we’ve been waiting for him. I’m blown away.”\u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Holly Goldberg Sloan, author of \u003ci\u003eCounting by 7s\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eI'll Be There\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[Silvera] throws in a hugely rewarding, whiplash-worthy twist in the last third of the novel. A bold, inventive, raw look at male sexuality in an irresistible sci-fi package.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eThe Globe and Mail\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[An] important addition to speculative fiction for young adults . . . Silvera's tale combines the best features of science fiction with social justice in this engaging read, as Aaron finds a place where he belongs.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Los Angeles Times\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Heartfelt . . . The futuristic twist, with its poignant repercussions, drives home a memorable, thoroughly contemporary theme: who you are inside is not something that can or should be erased . . . Lose your memories, lose your pain, lose yourself.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Chicago Tribune\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A gut-wrenching story telling of race and sexuality.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—The Guardian\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“This is definitely at the top of my YA list. There’s a realness to its main character, Aaron Soto, and his struggle to be who he really is. It confronts race and sexuality in a way I haven’t seen in the genre before.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Latina Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Smart . . . Sensitively told.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Good Housekeeping\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Poignant . . . So engrossing that once you start it, you won't be able to put it down. Don't say we didn't warn you.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003eTeenVogue.com\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This is a cry-on-the-subway book, so watch out.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—MTV.com\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This is a beautifully written book that seems to get sadder with every page, but never feels hopeless.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Refinery29.com\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Silvera’s debut is equal parts gut-punch and warm hug, not to mention sweet, funny, creative, and a really welcome entry to YA with regard to having characters coming from a lower socioeconomic background.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—BN.com\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Silvera, like [Benjamin Alire Sáenz], is a beautiful writer. Aaron’s story is heart-wrenching, funny, inspirational, and eye-opening. This is a really special novel from an extremely gifted new writer.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Bustle\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A compassionate read that you'll want to pass on to everyone you know.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Metro US\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"One of the most heartrending YA reads you’ll ever pick up. And despite the slight sci-fi twist, everything in the novel feels so very real. \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e will leave you shaken for days, if not weeks.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Paste Magazine\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Offers a sci-fi take on ‘conversion therapy,’ and faces the worst of anti-gay bigotry and violence head on.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Vulture\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"What to expect if you read this unique story: complete and absolute heartbreak, probably tears (unless you're heartless, that is), and moments that will make you smile ear to ear.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—PopCrush.com\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[Silvera] explores the possibilities of a world where death, and life, can be forgotten, roles rewritten and broken hearts mended. This is a story not just of a young man coming out, but a dramatic and heart-wrenching story of first loves, first heartbreaks, grief and the quest for happiness.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Shelf Awareness, Starred Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"For its explorations of sexuality, poverty, and race in the Bronx along with its subversion of the traditional hero’s journey, \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e is one of this summer’s most anticipated YA debuts. And if you’re hesitant about its 'YA' distinction, the novel is also an absorbing, thought-provoking, and timely read for people of all ages—perfect for a day on the beach.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—NEXT Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[A story] of love and expectation and self-discovery, and of declaring yourself to a world that will never give you a soft landing.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—B\u0026amp;N Teen Blog\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A dark and deeply affecting book, \u003ci\u003eMore Happy than Not\u003c\/i\u003e asks young readers to reflect courageously on the value of memory and self.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eThe Monitor\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Throughout the story, the reader will find herself wanting to hug Aaron, shake him, and ultimately her heart will break for him. This reporter finished the book as though Aaron’s life depended on it.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Planet Jackson Hole\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"No matter who you are, \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e is almost impossible not to enjoy.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Bucks County Courier Times\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A mind-blowing story . . . A story about love, and acceptance that will absolutely break your heart.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—PopCrush.com\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This is not like any story you've ever read about self-discovery and acceptance. This is t\u003ci\u003ehe\u003c\/i\u003e story about self-discovery and acceptance.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—YA Books Central\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Revolutionary . . . strikingly poignant . . . It is a stunning examination of why we make the choices we make.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—BookBrowse.com\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"On top of the fact that \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e is a great young adult novel and a great debut novel, this is just a good book. It's heartbreaking, funny and hopeful, and I don't think I'll be able to forget it.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—The Spencer Daily Reporter\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Many readers will identify with Aaron, whether or not they are dealing with issues of orientation . . . Silvera draws wonderfully complex characters and deftly portrays the relationships among them. The true beauty of this book is the way Silvera subtly reveals the plot—readers find Aaron coming out to them in a gradual way.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—VOYA\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Vividly written and intricately plotted: a well-executed twist will cause readers to reassess what they thought knew about Aaron's life . . . Beyond gritty . . . Silvera pulls no punches.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A fresh spin on what begins as a fairly standard, if well executed, story of a teen experiencing firsts—first love, first sex, first loss—and struggling with his identity and sexuality . . . Prejudice is illustrated with gut-wrenching brutality and its effects are scarring, but Silvera tempers it with the genuine love and acceptance Aaron receives from a few important friends and family members . . . Ingenious.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Places a straightforward concept—what if you could erase unwanted memories?—squarely within an honest depiction of the pains of navigating the teen years and upends all expectations for a plot resolution . . . A multifaceted look at some of the more unsettling aspects of human relationships. A brilliantly conceived page-turner.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A gripping read—Silvera skillfully weaves together many divergent young adult themes within an engrossing, intense narrative.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—School Library Journal\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"The novel takes an unexpected, complex turn . . . In the end, readers are left with a gripping story about one memorable teen, and if it also leaves them pondering how his life might have been different if various elements had been improved, that is likely the exact takeaway intended.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[Silvera is] a phenomenal talent and is destined to be a star.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—James Dawson, author of \u003ci\u003eThis Book Is Gay\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Raw, emotional, and genuine.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Nerds and Beyond\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"An important new voice in YA literature, in \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e Adam Silvera has created a passionate, searing narrative with characters who feel unique and totally familiar. I found myself rooting for Aaron Soto and his family from page one. \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e is an unforgettable read.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eAlex London, author of\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003cb\u003eProxy\u003c\/b\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eand\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003cb\u003eGuardian\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A debut as deft as it is sharp, as honest as it is assured, and, above all, extremely moving. Silvera pulls his punches with an energy, daring, and intensity that left me spellbound—and reminded me why I love to read.\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Adele Griffin, author of \u003ci\u003eThe Unfinished Life of Addison Stone\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Adam Silvera’s \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e is a fantastic magic trick I haven't stopped thinking about since I finished reading and suspect will stay with me for some time to come.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Jasmine Warga, author of \u003ci\u003eMy Heart\u003c\/i\u003e and\u003ci\u003e Other Black Holes\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Adam Silvera harnesses a certain reckless energy and unleashes it through the voice of Aaron Soto. Aaron Soto is astounding, full of heart, wit, youthful energy, and a deep desire to be honest about who he is in the world. He sinks into your skin so you can't stop thinking about him even when you aren't reading. High on story, character, and some perfectly executed twists, I loved this book.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—David Arnold, author of \u003ci\u003eMosquitoland\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003eAdam Silvera is the #1 \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eThey Both Die at the End\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe First to Die at the End\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eMore Happy Than Not\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eHistory Is All You Left Me\u003c\/i\u003e,  the Infinity Cycle trilogy and more. He previously worked in children’s  publishing and bookselling. He was born and raised in the Bronx and now lives in Los Angeles. He is tall for no reason.It turns out the Leteo procedure isn’t bullshit.\u003cbr\u003e      The first time I saw a poster on the subway promoting the institute  that could make you forget things, I thought it was a marketing campaign  for some new science fiction movie. And when I saw the headline “Here  Today, Gone Tomorrow!” on the cover of a newspaper, I mistook it as  something boring, like the cure for some new flu—I didn’t think they  were talking about memories. It rained that weekend, so I hung out with  my friends at the Laundromat, chilling in front of the security guard’s  old TV. Every single news station was interviewing different  representatives of the Leteo Institute to find out more about the  “revolutionary science of memory alteration and suppression.”\u003cbr\u003e    I called bullshit at the end of each one.\u003cbr\u003e    Except now we know the procedure is 100 percent real and 0 percent bullshit because one of our own has gone through it.\u003cbr\u003e     That’s what Brendan, my sort of best friend, tells me at least. I know  him as much for his honesty as I know Baby Freddy’s mother for her  dedication to confirming the gossip that comes her way. (Rumor has it  she’s learning basic French because her neighbor down the hall may be  having an affair with the married superintendent, and the language  barrier is a bit of a block. But, well, that’s gossip too.)\u003cbr\u003e    “So Leteo is legit?” I sit down by the sandbox no one plays in because of ringworm.\u003cbr\u003e     Brendan paces back and forth, dribbling our friend Deon’s basketball  between his legs. “That’s why Kyle and his family bounced,” he says.  “Fresh start.”\u003cbr\u003e    I don’t even have to ask what he forgot. Kyle’s  identical twin brother, Kenneth, was gunned down last December for  sleeping with this guy Jordan’s younger sister. Kyle was the one who  actually slept with her, though. I know grief just fine, but I can’t  imagine living day by day with that—knowing the brother I shared a face  and secret language with was ripped out of my life when the bullets were  meant for me.\u003cbr\u003e    “Well, good luck to him, right?”\u003cbr\u003e    “Yeah, sure,” Brendan says.\u003cbr\u003e     The usual suspects are outside today. Skinny-Dave and Fat-Dave—who are  unrelated, just both named Dave—come out of our local bodega, Good  Food’s Store, where I’ve been working part-time for the past couple of  months. They’re throwing back quarter juices and potato chips. Baby  Freddy glides on by with his new steel orange bike, and I remember when  we used to give him shit years ago for still needing training wheels—but  the joke is on me since my father never got a chance to teach me to  ride at all. Me-Crazy is sitting on the ground, having a conversation  with the wall; and everyone else, the adults mainly, are preparing for  this weekend’s community event of the year.\u003cbr\u003e    Family Day.\u003cbr\u003e     This will be the first time we’re celebrating Family Day without Kenneth  and Kyle, or Brendan’s parents, or my dad. It’s not like Dad and I were  gonna have father–son wheelbarrow races or father–son basketball games;  besides, Dad always paired up with my brother, Eric. But father–son  anything would’ve been better than this. I can’t imagine it’s any easier  for Brendan, even though his parents are both alive. It might be worse,  since they’re just out of reach in boxy jail cells for separate crimes:  his mother for armed robbery, his father for assaulting a police  officer after he was caught dealing meth. Now he lives with his  grandfather who is thugging it out at eighty-eight.\u003cbr\u003e    “Everyone’s going to expect smiles from us,” I say.\u003cbr\u003e     “Everyone can go suck it,” Brendan replies. He pockets his hands, and I  bet there’s weed in there; dealing pot has been his way of growing up  faster, even though it’s pretty much what landed his dad in prison eight  months ago. He checks his watch, struggling to read what the hands are  saying. “I have to go meet someone.” He doesn’t even wait for me to  respond before he walks off.\u003cbr\u003e    He’s a guy of few words, which is  why he’s only my sort of best friend. A real best friend would use a lot  of words to make you feel somewhat good about your life when you’re  thinking about ending it. Like I tried to. Instead, he distanced himself  from me because he felt as if he had a duty to hang with the other  black kids—which I thought and still think is bullshit.\u003cbr\u003e    I miss  the time when we took full advantage of summer nights, ignoring curfew  so we could lie down on the black mat of the jungle gym and talk about  girls and futures too big for us—which always seemed like it might be  okay, as long we were stuck here with each other. Now we come outside  because of routine, not brotherhood.\u003cbr\u003e    It’s just one more thing I have to pretend I’m okay with.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHome is a one-bedroom apartment for the four of us. I mean, three of us. Three.\u003cbr\u003e     I share the living room with Eric, who should be home any minute now  from his shift at the used video game store on Third Avenue. He’ll power  on one of his two gaming consoles, chat with his online friends through  a headset, and play until his team bows out around 4 a.m. I bet Mom  will try and get him to apply to some colleges. I don’t plan on sticking  around for the argument.\u003cbr\u003e    There are stacks of unread comics on my  side of the room. I bought a lot of them for cheap, like between  seventy-five cents and two dollars at my favorite comic shop, without  any real intention to read them from start to finish. I just like having  a collection to show off whenever one of my more well-off friends comes  over. I subscribed to one series, The Dark Alternates, when everyone  got into it at school last year, but so far I’ve only gotten around to  flipping through them to see if the artists have done anything  interesting.\u003cbr\u003e    Whenever I really get into a book, I draw my favorite scenes inside them: in \u003ci\u003eWorld War Z\u003c\/i\u003e, I drew the Battle of Yonkers where zombies dominated; in \u003ci\u003eThe Legend of Sleepy Hollow\u003c\/i\u003e,  I drew the moment we meet the Headless Horseman because that was when I  suddenly cared about an otherwise so-so ghost story; and, in \u003ci\u003eScorpius Hawthorne and the Convict of Abbadon\u003c\/i\u003e—the  third book in my favorite fantasy series about a demonic boy wizard—I  drew the monstrous Abbadon being split into two from Scorpius’s Sever  Charm.\u003cbr\u003e   I haven’t been drawing very much lately.\u003cbr\u003e   The shower  always takes a few minutes to heat up so I turn it on and go check on my  mom. I knock on her bedroom door, and she doesn’t answer. The TV is on,  though. When your only living parent isn’t responding, you can’t help  but think of that time when your father was found dead in the  bathtub—and the possibility that beyond your home’s only bedroom door  life as an orphan awaits you. So I go inside.\u003cbr\u003e   She’s just waking up from her second nap of the day to an episode of \u003ci\u003eLaw \u0026amp; Order\u003c\/i\u003e. “You okay, Mom?”\u003cbr\u003e    “I’m fine, my son.” She rarely calls me Aaron or “my baby” anymore, and  while I was never a fan of the latter, especially whenever my friends  were around, at least it showed that there was life inside of her. Now  she’s just wiped.\u003cbr\u003e   Beside her is a half-eaten slice of pizza she  asked me to get her from Yolanda’s Pizzeria, the empty cup of coffee I  brought her back from Joey’s, and a couple of Leteo pamphlets she picked  up on her own. She’s always believed in the procedure, but that means  nothing to me since she also believes in Santeria. She puts on her  glasses, which conveniently hide the sunken lines around her eyes from  her crazy work hours. She’s a social worker at Washington Hospital five  days a week, and spends four evenings handling meat at the supermarket  for extra cash to keep this tiny roof over our heads.\u003cbr\u003e   “You didn’t like the pizza? I can get you something else.” \u003cbr\u003e    Mom ignores this. She gets out of bed, tugging at the collar of her  sister’s hand-me-down shirt she recently lost enough weight to fit into  because of her “Poverty Diet,” and hugs me harder than she has since Dad  died. “I wish there was something else we could’ve done.”\u003cbr\u003e   “Uh . .  .” I hug her back, never knowing what to say when she cries about what  Dad did and what I tried to do. I just look at the Leteo pamphlets  again. There is something else we could’ve done for him—we just never  would’ve been able to afford it. “I should probably shower before the  water gets cold again. Sorry.” \u003cbr\u003e   She lets me go. “It’s okay, my son.”\u003cbr\u003e    I pretend everything is okay as I rush to the bathroom where steam has  fogged up the mirror. I quickly undress. But I stop before stepping in  because the tub—finally clean after lots of bleach—remains the spot  where he took his life. His memories sucker punch my brother and me at  every turn: the pen marks on the wall where he measured our height; the  king-sized bed where he would flip us while watching the news; the stove  where he cooked empanadas for our birthdays. We can’t exactly just\u003cbr\u003eescape  these things by moving into a different, bigger apartment. No, we’re  stuck here in this place where we have to shake mouse shit out of our  shoes and inspect our glasses of soda before drinking in case roaches  dived in while our backs were turned.\u003cbr\u003e   Our hot water doesn’t run hot for very long so I jump in before I miss my chance.\u003cbr\u003e    I rest my head against the wall, the water sliding through my hair and  down my back, and I think about all the memories I would want Leteo to  bury. They all have to do with living in a post-Dad world. I flip over  my wrist and stare at my scar. I can’t believe I was once that guy who  carved a smile into his wrist because he couldn’t find happiness, that  guy who thought he would find it in death. No matter what drove my dad  to kill himself—his tough upbringing in a home with eight older  brothers, or his job at the infamous post office up the block, or any  one of a million reasons—I have to push ahead with the people who don’t  take the easy way out, who love me enough to stay alive even when life  sucks.\u003cbr\u003e   I trace the smiling scar, left to right and right to left, happy to have it as a reminder not to be such a dumbass again.","brand":"Soho Teen","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46300783575269,"sku":"NP9781641291941","price":12.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781641291941.jpg?v=1767732966","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/more-happy-than-not-deluxe-edition-isbn-9781641291941","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}