The Girl on the 88 Bus by Freya Sampson
Synopsis /
Can one chance meeting change the course of your life?
When Libby Nicholls arrives in London, broken-hearted and with her life in tatters, the first person she meets on the bus is elderly pensioner Frank. He tells her about the time in 1962 he met a girl on the number 88 bus with beautiful red hair just like her own. They made plans for a date at the National Gallery, but Frank lost the ticket with her number written on it.
For the past sixty years, he's ridden the same bus trying to find her. Libby is inspired by the story and, with the help of an unlikely companion, she makes it her mission to help Frank's search. As she begins to open her guarded heart to strangers and new connections, Libby's tightly controlled world expands. But with Frank's dementia progressing quickly, their chance of finding the girl on the number 88 bus is slipping away. More than anything, Libby wants Frank to see his lost love one more time.
But their quest also shows Libby just how important it is to embrace her own chances for happiness - before it's too late.
My Thoughts /
rounded up to 4.5 stars
Freya Sampson's The Girl on the 88 Bus was also published under the title The Lost Ticket for her US readers. Now that I've finished reading the book, I much prefer the UK published title, it has much more of an air of mystery surrounding it. From the first page until the last, this book was just one great big warm hug. If you feel in the mood for something uplifting, something good for the soul, something that makes you go, 'awe' - then is it your go-to.
It's April of 1962. The number 88 bus pulls up at Clapham Common Station with twenty-two-year-old Frank aboard, riding on the upper level. Frank spots her out of the window. She looked slightly younger than his twenty-two years, but she had the most striking red hair and exquisite sparkling green eyes he'd ever seen, and her skin was so pale it looked like porcelain. His pulse quickened and heartrate increased, she was breathtaking. The girl boarded the bus and disappeared from Frank's view, only to reappear again on the upper level and move gracefully down the aisle to sit in the seat opposite him.
'Do you make a habit of staring at girls on the bus?'
Taken aback, Frank felt himself blush. 'Oh, I'm…eh…' he stumbled, sounding like the schoolboy he suddenly felt. 'I - I'm sorry'.
She looked at him with her olive-green eyes and Frank saw a flicker of amusement dance across her face.
As they ride the 88 route the two chat like old friends and when the young girl arrives at her stop, Frank asks if they can meet up again - at the National Art Gallery. The girl writes her number down on the back of her bus ticket which she gives to Frank. Later, Frank realises he's lost the ticket he was given and has no means of contacting his red-headed girl again. So, each day forward and every day after that, he rides the 88 bus in the hope that he might see her again.
She produced her pencil and bus ticket, scribbling her number at the bottom of the small rectangular card. She held it out to him and then stopped, pulling the ticket back. 'You're not one of those boys who likes to collect girls' numbers then never calls, are you?'
'Of course not!' Frank said. 'I swear, I will call you tonight - and every day if you like?'
Fast forward to April 2022 and, after breaking up with her boyfriend of eight years, Simon, Libby Nichols is riding the number 88 bus heading towards Parliament Hill Fields. She's on her way to her sister's house where she will be living temporarily while she sorts out the now 'mess' that used to be her life with Simon, when Libby catches someone else on the bus staring at her. When Frank (who's now sixty years more senior) spies the woman on the 88 who looks remarkably like 'his girl', 'his lady on the 88', he can't help but stare, it's like he's seen a ghost. Completely blindsided, Frank tells Libby his story about meeting, and losing, 'his girl' on the 88 bus, and Libby, who is completely taken with Frank and his story vows to help him find his lost girl.
What results from this chance encounter on the 88 is a heart-warming story of intergenerational friendship. It's a story of love, of loss, and one of hope. A story about what can happen when you have the courage to follow your heart and never let go of your dreams. If (and when) you read this book, you too will have left a little piece of your heart on the upper level of the 88 bus.