It’s a story really… about life… and about death… and the question…. “Where does love go when it dies?” ~Sheila
The Book Says:
For as long as she can remember, they were Cam and Lilly–happily married, totally in love with each other, parents of a beautiful family, and partners in life. Then, after decades of marriage, it ended as every great love story does…in loss. After Cam’s death, Lilly takes a lone road trip to her and Cam’s favorite spot on the remote coast of Maine, the place where they fell in love over and over again, where their ghosts still dance. There, she looks hard to her past–to a first love that ended in tragedy; to falling in love with Cam; to a marriage filled with exuberance, sheer life, and safety– to try to figure out her future.
It is a journey begun with tender memories and culminating in a revelation that will make Lilly re-evaluate everything she thought was true about her husband and her marriage.
I said: A breezy summer read. I picked this up over the weekend and found myself in Maine with Lilly, first as an adult and then soon flashing back to her 11th year on summer vacation with her parents and a male dog named Wilma. I loved the younger Lilly, her strong will, her heart and her sorrows… and as the book went on – and moved into later years I slowly learned to like the older Lilly as well.
The book flashes forward and back a bit and at times I found that hard to follow. Yet when Anne Rivers Siddons was on her mark…. the book flowed like the waters that so attracted Lilly. Some of the writing is beautiful and on occasion I had to stop just to read the words again….
Children forget quickly and without regret, but somehow they rarely lose the forgotten thing. It sinks quietly deep inside them and drifts into the maw of childhood as neatly as a tender new bone into a forming skeleton, and there it stays, part of the fabric of Child. Page 36
He kissed my hair. I felt my muscles unclench, and I sagged into his arms. His body warmed me from the top of my head to the bottom of my toes. There was not an inch of me that he did not shelter, did not celebrate. (page 259)
This book is about love…. about first love and well, last love. The scenes are beautifully set and I can almost sell the sea and feel the wind when they are sailing. For the most part the book went along smoothly once I picked up on the rhythm. As it came to the end there were questions that I felt were never answered. The end seemed sudden and abrupt to the point where I had to go back and read the last few pages to see what I had missed. Once I understood, while confusing how it all ran together, the final words left me with a sad peace and a knowledge that it really could not have ended any other way.