Wow. This was a steaming pile of overly dramatic nonsense. First, the writing was too over-the-top. Everything... and I mean EVERYTHING... had to be some dramatic endeavor: cooking dinner, raking leaves, etc. I felt the author was trying too hard to make the story deep & meaningful.
Second, the relationship between the main characters was unbelievable. Supposedly, they'd been friends since childhood, but hadn't seen or spoken to each other in many, many years. So I'd hardly label them as friends.
Third, the use of the phrase "a rhythm as old as time". No, just no.
The only redeeming part of the story was Max, the special needs man. I thought he was sweet.