Oh my...this book! This is NOT some piss-ant fluffy lesbian romance—oh no, this is epic. I'm still having a hard time wrapping my head around it all and predict a major book hangover in my immediate future.
I’ve been struggling to piece together a synopsis of this 450+ page story of two women’s idyllic life together that gets blown apart then resurrected. A story about a love so strong it bests the grim reaper (or God, or…WTH was that?). Finally, in a moment of rare clarity, I decided there’s no use in doing that. There’s no use because the details of the story, though elegantly written, are not what you’ll remember months from now. There’s no use because, even though the believability of a redo (re: second chance at life) is almost impossible to pull off, you’ll find yourself tucked in, immersed, with nary a doubt. There’s no use because, depending on your personal depth of human connection to empathize, belong, love, and suffer, this story might mean something very different to your best friend than it did to you. Finally, there’s no use because, even though the chemistry between Rachel and Blake is **off-the-charts**, you’ll soon realize that’s not what the book is about either.
What you WILL remember is how you felt turning the pages. You’ll remember Ms. Kusiak’s precise vision-filled passages saturating your senses and enveloping like a vivid dream blacking out whatever mundane tasks you had planned for the day. You’ll remember the perfect pitch and timing of the dialogue. You’ll remember the full circle of emotions that, at times, left you speechless. You’ll remember the lovely meditations on big ass ideals (destiny, forgiveness, altruism, and karma). You’ll also remember how the story gnawed at you. Made you think. Made you long for what Rachel and Blake had. Made you re-examine your own priorities.
Personally, I like a story like this... one that bares the bones. Any author that can drag all these feelings outta me through the power of her words alone is one to be cherished. Make no mistake though, this story is not for the uncommitted or those looking for a causal read. Nooooo. Be prepared to get sucked in completely and kept prisoner ‘til spit back out at the bitter end an emotional, hott mess. All I ask is that you proceed without caution. The sooner you surrender, the sooner the real fun begins. It might just tap into a place you didn’t know you had. Happy reading xo