The writing style, the quality of it, hit me first thing. Descriptions of surroundings and sense, and how the characters were a part of it all, reacting to it. It made it very easy for me to sink into this story from the get-go.
The pace of this story is… comforting? I’m still trying to grab the right word. I was given time to get to know these characters, to build my love, dislike and curiosity about them. Nothing is rushed. I was mesmerized, calmed by the beauty and reality. That’s kind of amazing, that a writer can make it comfortable for me to read a story that contains not exactly comfortable and easy subjects.
This author knows family and writes family, 100%. Travis and his children, his sister, and Wesley and his family, Travis’ parents, it’s all very real.
Avery, I can hear her stomping her feet and sticking out that bottom lip, pouting or demanding whatever it is a little girl feels she needs to stomp and pout about.
And her twin, Mason. So quiet but very aware of everything around him. I wanted to hold him in my lap while I read this entire book.
Caleb. You never know who’s going to be the one to “unlock” a barely-teen boy’s excitement and ambition. It seems that may be Wesley.
Wendy is Travis’ sister and it feels like she’s still working on finding her way after life tossed some emotional grenades her way. She doesn’t waste time: if she sees something that will make someone happy or open things up to laughter, she does it.
Which brings us to Wesley and Travis. Here we go…
Loss and grief, they’re strange things. Well, the loss isn’t strange but the effects of it, the grief and what it can do, it’s all so strange. Just as odd are those first few occasions when you feel a little lighter, a little more like yourself, a little… happy. Strange. Rolling emotion, from deep sadness to sudden clarity, from giddy hopefulness to nearly paralyzing fear, to taking it all as the promise that it is. You have to not only keep living but figure out a way to enjoy it, to feel that joy. It’s what they would want, it IS what they want of us and for us.
The dialogue. The dialogue! It’s natural, it’s real, it slices right through anything attempting to separate me from the emotion, laying it out like the smorgasbord it is. Imperfect people reaching for what may feel like perfection, even when it’s not. You know? When you accept someone, perfections and faults? That’s… yeah.
Yummy butterflies. The kind that flutter in your belly and you can’t keep that fact from showing on your face. That. Talk about something that is difficult to, not just convey but, elicit from the reader. Believe me, Witt done elicited from this reader.
The writing. Witt has figured out how to draw a heart on the page using letters, with all of the bursting, thumping, fearful and needful parts of it. The heart is on every page.
No tears fell as Travis listened; he speckled Caleb’s descriptions with questions, just to keep hearing his son’s voice.
It’s one thing to call someone “girly” or something similar and portray it as derogatory, something less, something undesirable. It’s another when you have a character describing himself being as emotional as a fourteen year old girl. I should know, I was one, and we’re freakazoidally emotional. So, to sum up: using “girly” as an insult = NOT ok, while using emotional fourteen year old as an honest comparison, tis ok. The emotional honesty in this book is top notch and I see no way to escape it. I know I didn’t. Emotions are pretty and ugly and naked and veiled, and all very necessary.
What I’ve loved the most about reading this was getting to witness the inner workings of Travis and Wesley figuring this all out. Someone has to be very connected and have the ability to understand emotion, motivation, fear, grief, love and so much more in order to write like this, to make me feel like this. We get to be inside their heads as each of them unravels the puzzle of life.
Listen, the kids, seriously, so well done. I don’t read a lot of stories with kids. They’re not easy to write believably but Witt has figured out how to do this, too. They add to the story, they’re vital. Caleb reflects the hope and future Travis and Wesley want. Avery refuses anything less than, well, what she wants and when she wants it. Mason. Mason! Sweet, strong, and it felt like he had x-ray vision that allowed him to see right inside everyone’s hearts. I never thought I’d say this about kids in books, but I want more of Mason. I want more of Caleb with Travis & Wesley, and with little amazing, sweet Mason. I love the exploration of the relationship between brothers. I would say I want more of Avery but she would just take over the whole production. ;) You go, Avery! *hi5*
Ultimately, undoubtedly, joyfully, this is romantic as hell. Travis is a romantic through and through, and Wesley loves to be treated romantically. Sweetness, thoughtfulness, romance.
And family. Boy, is this about family. The family you choose and the family you don’t. For most of us, our family ends up being a mix, some we lose, some we gain, all of them people we cherish. A special shout out to Wendy. She’s fantastic, intelligent, supportive, and takes no bullshit.
Witt realistically and convincingly gave me all of these characters, of all ages and types and sizes. That’s a rare ability. It speaks to his heart and how well he can speak through, and for, the hearts of many.
I didn’t want this book to end. As it drew near, each time I came to the final sentence of a chapter, I took a moment to cross my mental fingers and hope it wasn’t the last. This is a complete story but still, I didn’t want it to end.
One of my top reads this year. One of my favorite books I’ve ever read and experienced. Ever.