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When everything falls apart, love remains . . .
Camryn Bennett has never been happier. Five months after meeting on a Greyhound bus, she and her soul mate Andrew Parrish are engaged-and a wedding isn't the only special event in their future. Nervous but excited, Camryn can't wait to begin the rest of her life with Andrew, a man she knows in her heart will love her always. They have so much to look forward to-until tragedy blindsides them.
What can I possible say about this book without giving any spoilers... this has to be the hardest review I have given thus far, but I'm up for the challenge. I was giving this book as an ARC by Netgalley.
Camryn meets Andrew on a Grayhound bus while running away to the unknown. After spending time together road tripping, they knew they were each other soul mates, even if only knowing each other for a few months.
When they first head back to Andrew's home in Texas, they set about planning their wedding and building a family together. Until one day... that horrible tragic day that changes Camryn forever. Neither of them couldn't have seen or prevented what was happening, but that didn't stop Camryn from secretly carrying the blame on herself.
Even though Andrew was grieving himself, he knew he had to stay strong for Cam. He soon finds out that things are not as they appear. Camryn has turned her grief into an unhealthy habit and he must now force her back into reality.
We find ourselves back on the road with these two, as Andrew pushes Cam into forgiving herself for everything; making her realize that she was not that cause of everything bad in her life. That she can finally say ‘good-bye’ to all of those that she lost.
The ending of this series truly left me with goose bumps. I carried these characters around with me for days, constantly referring to them as if they were real. I would randomly hear The Edge of Seventeen by Stevie Nicks on the radio and instantly picture Camryn on that stage captivating the crowd with her amazing voice. Every time I hear the Civil Wars I think of them.
As happy as I am that their story has been told, I am extremely sad to see them go. J.A. Redmerski did an amazing job making these two jump off the pages and into the lives of her readers. I have a feeling Andrew Parish and Camryn Bennett will be the talk of the town for months to come.
Camryn still loves the newer stuff and the Civil Wars more than anything and so that’s usually what we play.
Tonight will be no different.
I love watching her perform them next to me up on stage because she becomes so vibrant and playful and sexy as hell. Not that she isn’t all of those things already, but it’s like another more daring and flirty side of her comes out when she’s singing. And she doesn’t just sing—she puts on a show. I think it’s that little actress she’s always had buried somewhere in herself. She told me she performed in plays at school, and I can definitely see she has the knack for it.
But singing alongside me also seems to make her happy, and that’s why tonight is so important.
“I’m so nervous,” Camryn says next to my ear, having to speak loudly over the music.
I make a sound with my lips. “Oh, please. Since when do you get nervous anymore? We’ve done this dozens of times.”
“I know, but I’m singing in front of your brother this time.”
“He can’t sing for shit, so his opinion is hardly valid.”
She smiles. “Well, I’m not nervous to the point that I don’t want to do it. I guess it’s actually kind of exciting.”
“That’s my girl,” I say and lean in to kiss her lips.
“Those two girls,” Camryn yells to me without looking in their direction, “front table to your left, they’re having sex with you in their heads right now, I swear to God.”
I laugh lightly and shake my head. We’d started picking people in the crowd to sing to lately.
“And that guy standing next to the woman in the purple shirt,” I say, nodding subtly in his direction, “has had your thighs wrapped around his head since you walked on this stage.”
“So it’ll be them tonight then, huh?” she asks.
I nod and say, “Uh-huh.”
“Make sure you give it to them good, baby,” she says, grinning wickedly at me.
“Oh, I will,” I say with the same amount of wicked on my face.
J.A. Redmerski, New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author lives in North Little Rock, Arkansas with her three children, two cats and a Maltese. She is a lover of television and books that push boundaries and is a huge fan of AMC's The Walking Dead.Twitter: https://twitter.com/JRedmerski