Where Josh is acting more his age, and learning how to open his life to more than just being Tommy’s father. Well, we get to see a new playful side to Josh I don’t recall a whole lot of in Kick Push. I loved the vitality and courage of this young woman.Īnd Josh. She didn’t let herself be held back by others or even by herself. That was one of my most favourite features of this book. That the world was full of perfect things. To watch her grow and become her own, on her own. To have her become more than this ‘broken’ girl, she was in Kick Push. In Coast, we get to revisit Josh Wardens life, though this book, unlike Kick Push, was predominately Becca’s. You need to read these books! They are full of hope and heartbreaking poetry. And yes, Writer, not just an author, Jay Mclean is More. The book is full of awe-inspiring quotes and stunning poetry which time and time again remind me why I continue to not only devour everything Jay Mclean writes but also why she has been sitting at the top, as my most favourite writer since I first picked up More Than This. Not just for telling stories, but for the ability to string words together in the most influential and emotional way. The best I have to explain Coast is that for every emotion Kick Push fractured, Coast completely melts them back together again. I can’t think of words that would fit for this review. “I kicked, and I pushed, and for the past year, that’s all I’ve been doing because it didn’t feel the same and I knew in my heart that without her, I’d never be able to coast.” BUT, these books are so damn emotional that they just shred you. emphatic while reading these books than I would imagine others could be, given the fact that I am a single parent, and like Josh, I have been through all the undeniable emotions that come along with single parenting.
To think that that was one of the most emotional reads OF MY LIFE, and then this happened. Have you read Kick, Push? Because you have to read these books in order.īetter yet, have you read my Kick, Push review?īecause, honestly, I can’t even. Believe me, I know… Because I’m Becca Owens – a broken girl… …And he’s Josh Warden – the boy who broke me. Even when that love turns to hate, turns to loathing, turns to pain.
It lives within the ones who miss it, who crave it, who know better than to expect it. Somewhere between false adoration and pure hatred comes an emotion, a vulnerable need, a single desire. We filled our days with porch-step kisses, filled our ears with laughter, filled our hearts with love. The boy who offered me safe touches and heart-stopping smiles – smiles he shared with his son.
0 kommentar(er)
