I am vociferously passionate about good books. And I hate adverbs.
What a story, what a beautiful ode to love, in all its forms.
And what a beautiful homage to those who walked before us, to those who could not, where we now can.
Slow love, an uncle with a twinkle in his eye, the sea and rocky cliffs; this is wild and serene, at the same time.
It is sweet and bitter.
It just IS.
It soothed my soul, and also broke my heart in so very many pieces.
Northcote then went on to glue it all together again.
Read this book, if you have loved and lost.
Read this book if you have loved.
Read this book.
Serenity.
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I was given a free pre-edit ARC copy of this book from the author, and a positive review wasn’t promised in return.