Title: Remembering Us
Author: Stacey Lynn
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: January 14, 2014
Goodreads:
Synopsis
My life was perfectly mapped out for me since before the day I was
born. I followed it, begrudgingly, because it’s what was expected.
And then one day, everything changed.
I woke up.
Different. Independent. Free from all the rules that had surrounded
me.
Only I have no idea how I got to where I am. I have no memory of
graduating college. No memory of Adam, the boyfriend I live with.
He loves me. And I love him. At least that’s what everyone says.
Except when my memories return to me as dreams, I see a different man
than the one everyone claims is perfect for me.
He terrifies me. He makes my heart race and he makes me feel things
I’ve never felt before.
I have no idea if I want to welcome the emotional roller-coaster that
his piercing brown eyes and messy black hair puts me on every time I get a
glimpse of him, or if I want to run back to the safe shelter of the scripted
life-plan that used to be mine.
EXCERPT:
“So who was the girl?”
I stare at the ceiling, ignoring my therapist’s question. I hate
this room. The walls are yellow but not a happy yellow. More like what I
imagine baby poop looks like. And the chairs haven’t been updated since at
least the sixties. By the time my sessions are done, the only thing that’s
changed is the imprint of the scratchy fabric on the backs of my thighs.
Instead of answering the question, I count the ceiling tiles and
multiply the rows. Ironic that I use math at a time like this when it was a
math class that got me into all this trouble in the first place.
Reliving all these dreams every week is almost as exhausting as
having them in the first place. Talking about them doesn’t make anything
better.
“Adam?” Dr. Jamison has lost interest in my silence, again, and
turns to him. She’s about fifty years old and her faded blonde hair that hangs
down to her waist is always braided. She wears flowy, multi-colored hippy
skirts and mismatched tops every time I see her. Sometimes I want to ask her if
she has a joint, just to see what she says.
“Tina,” he says softly. I stare out the window at the playground
that sits empty at the park across the street. “It was just Tina.”
“Who’s Tina?”
“She was a friend from home. We grew up next door to each other.
She was in town that weekend visiting friends from our high school that went to
college with me. That’s all.”
That’s all. It’s only two words, but they sound so condescending
every time I hear them. It tells me that everything I’m either dreaming or
remembering is made up or a half-truth of what the real life events actually
were. It tells me that I’m being an idiot for believing them over my boyfriend
who loves me. Or so I’ve been told.
Maybe I’d believe them if I remembered Adam at all.
Giveaway:
My Review: 4 1/2 stars
I felt so bad for Amy and Adam throughout most of this book. Mostly, and I know it's going to sound weird, but I felt bad for Adam. The thing is, if you don't know what you're missing, it doesn't really matter. Amy didn't know what she was missing until it all came back to her. She was just getting bits and pieces. Mind you, those bits and pieces weren't necessarily good memories, but memories that scared her or made he not trust Adam in some way. Adam, on the other hand KNEW what he was missing, and for me that's a lot harder to deal with. Yes, Amy was missing time, but she knew deep down that there was a connection between her and Adam. Adam, on the other hand remembered every single day, and was tortured by that. That Amy might never remember him and move on with her new life that didn't include him. This was a great storyline, and I loved both of the main characters. I thought it was very interesting reading about how Amy got those memories back and what she did with them. It was a great read, enjoyed it all the way through.
About the Author
Amazon Bestselling Author:Just One Song and Just One Week, Don't Lie
to Me, released on July 15, 2013. Remembering Us - coming January, 2014
I am a wife, a mom, and a writer. I can often be found curled up on
the couch with a good book, or obsessively eating Skittles in a very
complicated and organized manner. No joke.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/staceylynnbooks
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