This was a great follow up to book one. It sort of picks up right where book one left off. If you have not read book 1 then I say READ it now! There are less dreams for Abigail concerning Matt’s sister. The problems between Matt and Abigail have yet to be solved. The author creates this high and low by adding obstacles for both characters. There is a time when I wanted to hate Abigail for something she does to Matt.There is also a time when I wanted to smack her but I have to remember she is still without her memory. As for Matt, well just as many instances I wanted to smack him. I remind myself that he is young and not nearly as worldly as she is. Aside from that he was very “active” let’s say, before he met and moved Abigail into his house.
There are still problems for this duo that must be resolved. I really want to get to her career. I know she is not physically ready to really work as she used to but I hope book 3 focuses on more of her future. I really see them together as a couple but there is always a but…Can Matt be faithful? There was so much drama for him in this book that I think maybe he has been cured of the wandering eyes.
I enjoyed the minor players in this book as well as Matt and Abigail. I liked how Kelly plays a role in the friendship area. I think Trey is the perfect friend to both Abigail and Matt. When he feels she is right he sides with her. When Trey feels like Matt has done wrong he sure tells him so.
The good base is there for the next chapter I cant wait!
Emily always had a way of making me see the answer to my problems. While growing up, she was always there to lend an ear. Listening without judgment to every single word. I don’t know how many times I depended on her for an answer, and no matter how many times I asked, she always responded.
The day she died, it felt as if she took a part of my soul with her, and I had let her. She deserved it more than I did. It wasn’t until the day Abigail walked into my life that I knew that part of my soul had returned. It’s as if Emily was giving it back to me, knowing I desperately needed it.
Abigail was the light at the end of a darkened tunnel that I was trapped inside of. I had refused to keep walking forward when Emily died, but Abigail finally forced me to take the steps to awaken her. She helped me find the light within myself.
Dropping down to the ground, my knees hit the earth, sending a jolting pain up my legs. I stare down at the grave marker, realizing it’s the first time I’ve laid eyes on it. The elegance of the black marble represents the extravagant taste of her husband’s family. I had blown off their countless phone calls when they had contacted me to help choose the marker. I didn’t care. It would have made me face the reality that she was never coming back. The agonizing disbelief of seeing it brings tears to my eyes.
I sit there with the silence surrounding me as I allow the tears to fall and the agony takes over me. I miss her so fucking much. I keep wishing that she were still here with me. Just a phone call away like she was before. I’m selfish, I know, but I hate the fact that she’s no longer by my side when I want her to be.
After what seems like hours of sitting there crying alongside her, I somehow find the courage to speak. “I fucked up, Em,” I say crying at her grave. “And I don’t think she’s ever going to forgive me. You always told me that me fucking around was going to come back and bite me in the ass and you were right.” The words come out as a whisper as I continue to speak. “I can’t stand the thought of losing her, as I did you,” I cry down to her, expecting an answer, but all I receive is silence.
COPYRIGHT 2014 © GABBIE S. DURAN
Gabbie is a Southern California native, who lives with her wonderful husband, two amazing kids and a senior citizen kitty. When she’s not writing you can find her reading or sneaking off for a run. Some might say it’s a crazy life, but she wouldn’t change anything about it.