This is refreshingly different from the standard m/m fare. For starters, it isn't a romance, but rather an urban fantasy set in 1915 Toronto. When we meet the 1st-person narrator, 27-year-old Charlie Graham, he's already in an established relationship with his "roommate," Henry. And he's dying.
I was aghast to learn about the prognosis for diabetics prior to the discovery and manufacture of insulin. As the story begins, Charlie has at the very most a few months left to live, and that long only because he's starving himself, a recommended medical treatment of the time. This makes for a compelling setup, rendering Charlie — and the devastated but loyal Henry — instantly sympathetic.
As we get to know them better, it becomes apparent that Charlie can be a bit of a jerk. But then, he’s living under a death sentence, so one could hardly expect him to be at his best. Something similar can be said of Henry, who proves to be flawed in his own way. It sets up interesting character dynamics, and while I ended up not quite liking either of them as people, I loved them as fictional characters.
As the story kicks off, Charlie, weak and bone-weary, is presented with an opportunity to consult on an antiquity in his area of academic expertise. When the mysterious box, covered in undecipherable runes, is opened, his life is transformed — and possibly his life expectancy too.
The adventure/mystery that follows kept me engaged, a rare feat for a book nowadays. Every time I had to put it down, I was impatient to pick it up again. That’s why I’m going with 4 stars, despite there being a development that annoyed me no end: Charlie felt unduly responsible for his role in opening the box, guilt-tripped himself about it ad nauseum, and tried to atone by repeatedly putting himself in dangerous situations in an attempt to fix things without actually having any idea how. *sigh* Let me tell you, that got old fast.
Another thing that bugged me was the occasional appearance of anachronistic words and expressions. I’m guessing most readers didn’t notice them, but it’s something I’m hypersensitive to. An example (and I’m going to limit myself to just one) is “a need-to-know basis.” I’d bet good money that expression wasn’t in use in 1915. If anyone knows otherwise, please tell me.
I’m looking forward to continuing the series, in large part to see how Charlie and Henry — who have some work to do on their relationship — develop and grow. Thank you, Linda, Rosa, Elena, and Gabi, for reading this one with me.