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Published March 22, 2019

To My Dearest Friends,
Prepare yourself – for a book so hauntingly dark and poetic that if you have ever had the misfortune to experience loss, this book will pull up all the memories of your pain in the most beautiful way. It will strike a chord so deeply within you that you will not be able to do much more than highlight and write down these beautiful words of despair.
I do not believe Lynsey M. Stewart has written this book to be morose and shroud us in the darkness that death brings with it…but rather she has written this book to reach a hand out to those of us who suffer the most and offer us a lifeline.
I received this novel in ARC (Advanced Readers Copy) form… and from the first moment I read the dedication – I knew I was in for an emotional ride.
“This book was written with the word ‘hope’ on a Post-it note beside my laptop. I hope I conveyed that through the words.”
If you have experienced loss and are not ready to or do not want to read books that will remind you of your loss… Please do not continue reading this review. I do not wish to bring any additional pain to any of you dear readers. As per my usual form – there are no spoilers in my review. Out of respect for you and for Stewart whose book that has just been published.
Nat – A beautiful and lithe dancer with a past so haunting she has been unable to return to her home village for years. However, she shines with an inner strength that permeates her being and infects all those around her.
Alexander – A haunted and grieving soul barely surviving the pain with his music and cello performances. Alexander is so adrift in the tide of his own grief that he barely keeps his head above water for the sake of his daughter – Eli, who was just a babe when her mother passed away.

Nat has followed Alexander’s work as a musician and had seen some of his live performances.

Nat isn’t able to get this handsome cellist out of her head. She has him on her playlists and on her mind while she makes a huge decision to give up pursuing the stage in the big city and head back to her village for the first time since her family’s death. She is to take over her grandmothers dance studio.
Nat and Alexander have a chance encounter at a train station and from that point forward Nat takes immense pleasure in getting underneath Alexander’s skin and riling those long thought dead emotions in him every chance she gets. It’s delightful.
When Nat stumbles upon a new village mystery, she happens to meet the sweetest little girl, who never having had any dance lessons prior, shows a strong penchant for being a dancer. Nat sees her younger sister reflected in this sweet little girl named Eli and she encourages her to come to her dance studio.
Nat and Alexander are in for quite a shock when they realize that their lives are now merged through the hopes and joys of the sweet little girl. A sweet little girl who is trying to process her own grief of not having a mother she can remember.
As much as they fight each other- there is one thing neither of them can fight. Music. Being the artists they are, they are so deeply ingrained with the need to dance and make music, and without realizing it – they both inspire one another to be better.

I want to re-iterate once more my dear friends… this book is emotional.
This journey is not just a tale of overcoming grief. It a story of love in all forms. The road of life is not a smoothly paved road – but rather it is a jagged and dangerous path for all. The twists and turns in this story are so real and jagged that you will find yourself despairing right along with the characters.

I cannot recommend this book enough! The story, the poetic description of words, the trials and tribulations that each character was faced with made it so I was unable to set this book down.
I cried.
I felt the grief and despair along with the characters
…but through it all I felt HOPE.
Hope for these characters.
Hope for myself.
I wish I had the power of words like Stewart has… I wish I could impress upon you all how deeply shaken I was in reading this book – in the best possible way, of course.
I actually could not and did not want to pick up another book right after reading this one. I wanted to revel in the myriad of my residual emotions. I wanted to go back through it and read it again. I wasn’t ready to give up these characters and this small village. I wasn’t ready to move on from my own grief.

This book has helped me deal with some grief that I have yet to fully process in my own life. I have the habit of pushing my feelings aside and viewing them as if they were happening to another person.
I haven’t let myself feel like I did when I was performing or when I was making art myself in over a decade. Stewart drew the sharpness that emotions can bring to an artist to the forefront of my mind.
Stewart awoke in me what I thought had long since fled.
If you read this, and wish to talk about it… I’m but a comment or an email away.
I hope none of you ever feel alone, dear friends.
