Started: January 26th
Finished: February 1st
TSM Rating: 3.5/5
I meant to finish this yesterday, but caught up with kid stuff.
Either way, I liked this one. Beyond the love story between Phoebe and Sam, it was about the scars our parents leave us with.
Our protagonist, Phoebe is a few months removed from the death of her estranged father when she moves back to her childhood home to prepare it for sale. As Meredith Grey would say, she’s dark and twisty. Which is juxtaposed with her little-hearted, ray-of-sunshine brother, Conner.
Sam, her dad’s next door neighbor, is the opposite of her in every way, which is part of his appeal. Unfortunately, Phoebe is so lost in the negative impact of her relationship — or lack thereof — with her dad, that she risks losing something great with this genuinely good dude.
This book made me think of the complicated relationship I had with my own father before he passed away. Thompson even has a line about grieving the potential of a relationship that captured a lot of how I felt in the months and even years after my dad was gone: “I hadn’t realized what a different kind of grief that was —the loss of all the potential moments that would never be, not the past moments that already were.”
Every day with my boys, I try to give them good moments and memories so they aren’t carrying these massive scars from the past into their future. At least not from me, because we all go through our own shit that helps shape us into the people we are as adults.
This book was, to me, just as much about wading through the shit as it was about falling in love in spite of the shit.
Also, her obsession with true crime is weird but so on point!