The writing style was pretty nice, and I sympathized with the main character, but the americanized perspective that miss Sonnichsen writes from kind of ruined Red Butterfly for me. The author takes liberties that aren't hers to take, cracks jokes that are uncomfortable coming from a white woman, and just generally pervades what should've been a picturesque depiction of a child's life in China with a neon bright, artificial, toxically positive white saviorist atmosphere.