Craziest part, my cousin that read it immediately after me also remembers being a teenager at the time. We're both having our Berenstain Bears moment here.

"Like, seriously? This was after uni?"

"It has to be, book was only published in '07."

"But that doesn't make any sense, we were on opposite sides of the country and read the same physical copy, I remember the conversation and the book being exchanged!"

"Yup, memory is weird."

Followed by the existential dread of being totally uncertain about our pasts.