Nisem se pustil vznemiriti. Jade Sharma piše odlično:
Peter stared at me as I put my hair in a ponytail. “Are you high?” he asked.
I shook my head no.
I lied to Peter because he didn’t understand shit. He didn’t understand how snorting a bag of dope didn’t mean I would end up becoming a toothless, cracked-out skank, or whatever clichéd Hollywood bullshit was implanted in his brain. When I tried explaining things to him, he would hear someone with a drug problem trying to rationalize her drug problem.
He made me feel like I was someone with a drug problem trying to rationalize her drug problem.Mayina prvoosebna pripoved, sarkazem in samokritičnost so izvrstni. Večkrat sem dvignil obrvi ob odsekih, za katere bi se težko odločil, ali so pornografski ali zgolj neizmerno odkritosrčni. Škoda, ker Sharma drogeraške življenjske krivulje ne zna iztrgati iz stereotipa - roman zato ostane na pol poti, a je vsekakor vreden naše pozornosti.