You know when you read a book and you’re talking to it – or its characters – saying things like “why don’t you tell him now?” or “if you had just cleared that up you wouldn’t be in this predicament”? Well, I do, sometimes.
This is not such a book. Nowhere do you feel like just a little communication would have cleared the whole thing up, and therefore ended the book much sooner.
Ms. Paton’s characters, whom I love in every single book so far, are strong, intelligent and yes flawed people trying to do the best they can with what they’ve got. I never feel like bashing the women characters in for being too soft, too needy, too naive or too, well put simply, dumb. Never do I have the urge to beat the men for being stupid, macho twits.
Don’t get me wrong. She does sometimes drag my heart through a river of thorns and back but always manages to put a balm on it by the end of the book. This is not your ordinary soft romance of I fall in love with you, but am keeping a secret, then we have to break up but we wouldn’t need to if I had just told you my secret but then the story wouldn’t hold… It’s gut-wrenching, full of danger, emotional up-and-down roller coaster of suspense, angst, strong feelings and smart and proud characters.
This one is not as totally heartbreaking as, for example, White Balance, which I had trouble finishing but which was totally worth it, but it got me really, really praying for the characters to fix the impossible situation they were in. And no, I couldn’t have solved it by yelling at the book to tell them to talk to each other already. It’s not that easy.
A driver. A biker who needs a ride. Pasts and secrets galore. Love. Betrayal. Trust. And Love again (it’s not a mistake, it’s a capital L). But oh! how they get there.
Thank you again, Ms. Paton, for a wonderful adventure. Keep writing. Please. You do it so well.