Published December 11th 2012
Finished reading on September 6, 2013
Genre: Young Adult | Contemporary
Source: NetGalley, Atria Books
Kacey Cleary’s whole life imploded four years ago in a drunk-driving accident. Now she’s working hard to bury the pieces left behind—all but one. Her little sister, Livie. Kacey can swallow the constant disapproval from her born-again aunt Darla over her self-destructive lifestyle; she can stop herself from going kick-boxer crazy on Uncle Raymond when he loses the girls’ college funds at a blackjack table. She just needs to keep it together until Livie is no longer a minor, and then they can get the hell out of Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Ten tiny breaths. Made me rethink my strategy when I’m about to get mad. Ten tiny breaths.
It is devastating to lose people in your life, more so when you blame yourself for it. Even more when you cannot forgive the people who made it so and worse if you cannot forgive yourself. It is a never ending cycle of hatred, mistrust and pain pulling yourself down in the process. When will that stop?
When there are people who believes in you. When there are people who trust in your capability to pull yourself back up. When you have friends who holds your hand and never let go until they know you are okay. When you have a person to hold onto even when that person is the one who have wronged you. God forgives, why can’t you?
Kacey was in a situation of push and pull. She pull back, Livie push her forward. Storm was the stepping stone forward, and Trent/Cole became her saving grace. I felt along the line, when Trent’s attitude became a little off, I knew he was somehow involved in the accident. Trent’s guilt has eaten him, Kacey’s hatred consumed her. It was no surprise that Trent went through the same hell as Kacey, given the circumstance. But Trent wanted to move forward and he thinks that his redemption would be Kacey.
The friendships revolving around the characters (supporting or otherwise) is delicately honest and hard to come by. Anyone would want that kind of friendship, even when it was uniquely dysfunctional. It makes you think that maybe, somehow, somewhere, this kind of relationship still exist because no matter how hard life is, you can still depend on some people no matter what.
And then there’s forgiveness. What more can you say about that?
Forgiveness is letting what was, be gone.
~ David Augsburger ~