The Girls with No Names

This is Romeo and Juliet levels of tragic. Everyone's keeping secrets, for this reason and that, and not only is it pointless, but it leads to heartwrenching resolutions. I deeply appreciated the stubborn chronically ill character-I loathe books where one of the characters is ill or disabled in some way and leads their life as a kind and giving soul because of it. Let disabled people be angry and stubborn and scheming.