The plot flashed between 1985 & 2015; it comes together in the end, but the timeline jumps are jarring. In 1985, Yale is a gay man watching so many of his friends get AIDS. In 2015, Fiona remembers losing her brother in 1985. I wanted to like this more than I did. I loved how she captured the way grief & fear affected every choice they made. But I had a hard time feeling connected with the main characters despite the vulnerable plot of the book.