In 26 short chapters, one for each letter of the alphabet, David Levithan’s novel describes ‘a love affair between adults who should know better but haven't learned a damn thing’ (Nicola Barr in the Observer.)
This is ‘woo, v.’:
‘I told you it was ridiculous to pay thirty dollars for a dozen roses on Valentine’s Day. I forbade you to do it. So that day, when I went to pay for lunch, what did I find? In my wallet, thirty singles, each with roses printed on it. I imagined you feeding them through your color printer. Oh, the smile that must have played across your face. I had to ask the woman behind the counter to take a quick picture of my own smile, to send it right back to you.’

HarperCollins | Paperback |ISBN: 9780007377992