No one sounds like Jacinta Howard. I mean it. I think if she wrote under another name, I would know it was her. Her stories have mood and music, and a cadence that is all her own. I always approach her books with two distinctly conflicting emotions: the first is excitement and eagerness; and the second is trepidation.
The excitement and eagerness is self-explanatory--she's just a damned good writer, so I want to read what she writes. The second emotion is more complicated. Reading her books is like going to a movie where you know you're probably going to cry. You both welcome and dread the depth of emotion you know you'll likely feel. She's only once made me legit-cry (okay, maybe twice), but what almost always happens is that I feel a quiet, wistful longing for the achy, heady, torment of "new love" with all it's crazy ups and downs. I remember, and re-experience what it is like when for the first time, you love harder than you think your heart can take.
In 'Keeping Willow', the third installment in the 'Prototype' series, we get to know the innocent, starry-eyed roommate and friend of Jersey, from the first book in the series 'Happiness in Jersey'. Willow is as sheltered as Jersey was worldly, and she is infatuated with Jersey's equally worldly best friend Devin. It was just delicious, watching that infatuation turn into friendship, and then, finally love. In this, as in almost all Jacinta Howard's books, there's no tedious pussyfooting around between the characters about whether they will, or won't succumb to love. They do so naturally, organically and (this is the best part) ... completely. When they do it, it's with their whole hearts. Once they're in, they are in, and the story really begins when we watch them navigate the challenges that come with learning to love while life happens.
Among the things that make this book, and all Jacinta Howard's books unique is that while her characters are fairly young, they are in grown-ass love and that's where even more of my trepidation comes in. I watch them grow and change, and I'm tense, wondering whether that growth will keep them together or tear them apart, which is almost silly since this is romance, and odds are, they'll be together. But that's what makes her work so good--you actually have doubt, just as the couple has doubt. Not about their love, but about whether because they love each other, and because they're young, and their lives are changing, maybe, just maybe that love requires that they let each other go.
That was the central conflict in 'Keeping Willow'. Devin is a musician-on-the-rise, focused and determined and completely aware of who he is and where he wants to be. And Willow is like her name--blowing whichever way the wind dictates, unsure of who and what she wants to be. Devin's certainty extends to his love for Willow, but her uncertainty about who she is threatens to mar that. The decision to let go with love was a plausible outcome for this couple, and at times, even the better outcome. I ached for them to be together, even though I knew I would understand if they were not. [I can't say anymore about that, because I don't want to spoil it for you.]
I read this one slowly, because I didn't want it to end, waking up at 5 AM each day and allowing myself to savor a few chapters until I saw the sun begin to rise. It was me, alone with the characters in my head, and it was ... amazing. And when finally there were no chapters left to read, my feelings were just as conflicting as when I began reading--except this time, it was exuberance at how good it was, and sadness that all too soon, it was done.