Diese Geschichte fühlte sich sehr seltsam an. Ich verstand nicht, um was es gehen soll, bis zu einem Moment gegen Ende des Buches.. Die ganzen Redewendungen und Metaphern habe ich auch selten verstanden und davon gab es viele! Ich mochte das Ende und bin doch irgendwie dankbar, dass ich nich nach der Hälfte abgebrochen habe. Ich denke, es könnte tiefgründig sein, wenn ich mehr verstanden hätte. Aber am Englisch sollte es nicht gelegen haben.

One thing I know about Mhairi McFarlane is that her novels will never let me down. Not every book may be equally amazing, but I can start a book knowing for sure that it won’t be a DNF for me. That said, this book was a bit of a hot mess with too many topics and too little romance. Going into this book, I knew that romance is not the main focus. But it’s still weird to have a book cover so many things in one story. It’s a little bit of betrayal, but not really; it’s about grief but just a little bit; and I wish the love interest would have been connected to the past as well but it just sort of happened. I didn’t not enjoy reading this book, but I probably won’t read it again.

I just inhaled this book and I am in awe. I haven’t felt this way about a piece of literature in years. McFarlanes Style is so fresh and enticing - it’s nearly impossible to put the book down. This story is a love letter to friendship, but it’s about romance, the secrets in friendships and loss too. I don’t want to spoiler to much on the contents, but I want to emphasize how authentic the characters, their relationships and dialogs felt. It felt so familiar. So kudos to Mhairi McFarlane! TW: death, loss, mention of child abuse