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** spoiler alert ** I like the idea here: exploring the complications of being a young person living with CF. But a queer person of colour dies quite randomly from CF complications right after deciding to get back together with the love of their life and that death motivates one of the protagonists to start living for themselves. It just doesn't sit right. I'm going to let these thoughts steep and possibly come back and update this, but my gut reaction upon finishing this is an icky feeling.