Brooklyn was different. She would say that “ashes turned into a diamond,” which was why she wanted to be cremated so that people could wear her on their finger. Grosse! But the girl had scars. Weed, alcohol, heroine. “Who wants to love a girl with scars?” (7)
The story is called Living like Brooklyn, because Jake falls in the allure of this odd-girl-out by participating in acts such as sex, drinking, and drugs.
I really didn’t get that into the story. It was sort of mild and unimpressive. Didn’t feel much for it.
My rating: 3 stars