This is a very impressive read, is the reality, as it does a lot of what mainstream teen and tween fiction still struggles with. Its focus is courtesy of the first-person narration from Fly, a secondary school lad with cerebral palsy, a down-on-her-luck single mom nearing retirement from being a cleaner, a carer while at school, and a bundle of assumptions people lay on him. First, they assume that with a broken body comes a broken mind, then they decide he's a maths savant – they even believe they can get away with calling him Fly, which isn't his real name, but everybody just uses it.
So Felix, not Fly, has a lot to be bitter about. But having his back, steering him through all the hours when he can't be bothered to look up and see pity, inanity and everyone's constant struggle to avoid the alleged struggle of talking to him, is "''Don Quixote"'', the hefty and ancient volume about chivalry, dubious assumptions and justice. This is yet one more unexpected layer on the whole piece, and who knows – people may well turn to more than the exam notes to check it out as a result.
The other distinctive thing to talk about is that this is free verse – regularly throwing in rhymes, and so on, but matching concrete verse in the way it weaves its very short lines across the page and back with a near-rapping, spoken-word style. This is both eye-opening, very successfully done, and very annoyingly chopped up into chapters every couple of pages. How I wish I'd just stopped with the poem/chapter titles much earlier, for the flow is superlative from one to the next.