I thought losing my memory was the worst thing in the world. Forgetting who you are, and where you came from was like driving on a road with only right turns. All leading in the same direction. A direction I wanted to avoid, a dark tunnel that I had to enter if I ever wanted answers.
Losing my memory wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Learning, who I was, and the secrets I had kept was way worse. The unbearable pull and the passion we shared, mixed with the past that I didn’t want to remember, created a whole new storm. The perfect storm of two kinds of crazy. Stupid little fish.
Holy. Fucking. Hell. This book, this conclusion, this mind fuck was amazing. I can’t believe how much I loved it AND hated it. This part of the story was even better than the first part. Every time a new truth was revealed, a new lie was also. My emotions are all over the damn place with this one. I’m still not sure what to make of this dysfunctional family. God help me, I submerged myself into their fucked up world and just now came up for air. What a ride!
Gabby is so remarkable, so resilient, and so god damn incredible. I love this woman with everything that I am. She’s been to hell, she married the devil, and gave him her life. I like this new Gabby. The one who doesn’t take shit from Pax or anyone for that matter. She struggles with her own memory while trying to piece together what happened to her and her sister during the accident. Raising Row Row and Phi and Pax for that matter was enough to make anyone throw in the towel. Not Gabby, she seems to accomplish this and much more. I feel like I know her, really know her. I lived through her. All the tears, all the laughs, and even some of the big O’s!
Pax is (for lack of a better word) a dick! Don’t get me wrong, he has some fine qualities and I’m falling in love with him as every second goes by. However, I’d hoped to learn more about him and his past. I’m sure the secrets kept by him and Gabby will haunt me for quite some time. He seems to do a 180 during this story and he melted my heart a time or two even through his assholiness! I loved how great he was at being a Dad. Those kids came first no matter what! He’d lay down his life for those girls and maybe even Gabby too.
The supporting character cast was a little different in this installment. The neighbors are there a bit. Lane more than others, but mark my words, you’re gonna want to throat punch that fucker. The new addition to the cast would be Mi and Nick. Holy hell, that Mi is so damn hilarious. I loved her from the first introduction. So. Damn Cute. And smart to boot. She’s got some quirky way of thinking, but it seems to work. Nick is Mi’s boyfriend even though he keeps breaking up with her… lol… He asks her to leave daily, but she just won’t… lol!
Ok, so this story kept me on pins and needles till the very end. I could not put it down for the life of me and lost a great deal of sleep over it. The characters are that gripping, that, simply put… their lives became my main concern while that book was in front of my face. The dialogue flowed with ease and felt incredibly natural. The pacing was perfect and never wavered. It was fast, but very thorough in it’s explanation of emotions, settings, and situations. The tension that Jettie created in the first book Suit, carried over to this one and kept right up until that beautiful conclusion.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hey everybody. I’m Jettie. I live in Ohio where it is, freezing cold right now. Why do I live in Ohio? Some of my favorite things, besides writing are, friends, family, the beach, (any is fine.) Music, although my interest has changed after forty. I like the new stuff. Pink is my favorite and I am going to one of her concerts, (my birthday is September 16th) Just saying. I am addicted to Lucky Charms at the moment, but that could change. Last month it was almonds. I write whatever I feel, because that’s what makes me happy. I don’t want to be in that box where I can only write one genre. I’m too crazy and life’s too short for boxes. And that’s about it. Last words. You can’t hang out with negative people and live a positive life. Run from them!