Meet June and Wes. June’s eyes are a bit too far apart and Wes’s hair is always just this side of scruffy. They are not cheerleader and jock. They are not lead in the spring musical and band geek. Most importantly, they are not fallen angels or pretty vampires. They are just June and just Wes. Regular. And they fall into the kind of love that isn’t love at first sight or like the end of the world. But it’s a love that any of you who have ever been in serious ga-ga with someone will recognize immediately: first love. The love that causes June to feel like: “Wes was planted deep inside her, so deep that no amount of wishing or hoping or parental brainwashing could ever dislodge him.” And Wes to think: “Being in love is hard…—wanting to be perfect for her every second they were together, and trying not to think too much about the scary, murky future when they would be apart…He had never been happier in his life.” A love “like two trains heading toward each other on the same track. It wasn’t like you could swerve to avoid the collision. It wasn’t like you could stop.” A love like that could result in, well, a big crunch. But now that June and Wes have collided and fused together, what will they do when June’s parents decide to pick up and move again? Can the Big Crunch survive the Long Distance? This funny, heartfelt novel is like Harry Met Sally for you millennials, and proves that you don’t need angel wings, vampire fangs or werewolf fur to fall in love.