A review by elisabeth7291
My Darling, My Hamburger by Paul Zindel

3.0

I remember reading this - maybe summer of sixth or seventh grade. It was one of those books that I felt so grown up by being allowed to read. Reading as an adult it seems like it was written to scare teenagers away from having sex. Funny the difference 35 years will make. And, this confirms that as an adult, I'm really not a fan of YA.

My rating is the collective of the two readings.