Everyone has a monster and theirs are growing louder.
Magdalena Trudeau has perfected lying through crooked hats and unfastened buttons. Smiles hide the thoughts in her head and water isn't required for drowning. When winter comes swiftly on a three-inch blade and the treatment is a curse, she's left with nothing but scarred memories and an accused man to help her through.
Dr. Ezra Talbot will never forgive himself for the lives he's taken-except for one. Borrowed hope won't be enough to save him from guilt. When his tower of secrets crumbles, will he see it for the staircase it's become or let it bury the truth?
The tables turn in London when men drop dead with rotten hearts. Their sins in the dark are brought to the light and someone's taken it upon themselves to right their wrongs. Abusers of the weak won't be tolerated, and evil learns to fear in this conflicted justice.
There is no antidote for ailments of the mind, and when the gallows swing, Ezra and Magdalena must decide-will this be the end of their journey, or simply the beginning? What if their cure comes to rest in the space between bones?
Because how do you say "this book made me feel so blatantly, painfully, beautifully seen" and "this book took me by the wrist and forced me look at life from a different perspective" at the same time without sounding trite?
How do you explain that some stories heal you because of how desperately they hurt?
How do you describe (without simply copy/pasting the chapter) that there are very few things in life more heart-poundingly intimate than an unwanted haircut?
The Space Between Bones is a textbook on surviving darkness through whimsy and sheer determination. It's poetry disguised as a novel that puts things into words you thought were only feelings. It's romance that isn't "pretty" because that's far too paltry a word for how exquisitely lovely Mags' and Ezra's story is. It's the best happily ever after I've read in a long time, and is, without exageration, one of my favorite books ever.
Keller has quickly become an auto-buy author, and I will greedily gobble up anything she writes. Everyone in my personal life is subjected to me constantly bringing up Secrets of Salomé novels in conversations that really shouldn't be related (but I assure you, I find a way).
Also on a lighter note, I read this book in 28 hours after a many-month reading slump. I swear to you, it cured me. I suppose I can thank the good doctor for that.