The characters in this book don't feel real. Nor does the premise for that matter. Janica is riding her bike at 4am (or there about) when she comes across a man about to jump off a bridge. She talks him down and just happens to be the perfect person who could have saved him. She whisks him (and his brother) off to her parents incredible farm where her Dad is a psychologist (or psychologist adjacent) and can help, in their house that happens to have room for them all.

It continues in this way with Janica and her friends just being a little too perfect.

There was also too much religion for my liking.