I picked up this book on a whim.

It’s a memoir, which puts it in my “I don’t usually read this” category, about growing up biracial in America.

I didn’t expect to enjoy The Skin Between Us this much, and I definitely didn’t expect to want and finish it in one sitting.

But Ragusa is a wonderful writer, and the images she paints of her life so far are vivid.
I definitely recommend this book.

This rates 9 out of 10.