There are some romances that are not pretty or cute or pink glasses perspective; they are raw, and intense and a punch in your gut. Amy Lane is able to write the first but also the latter, only that, when she goes for intense, she goes all the way through you and take your heart, and just squeeze that little to make it hurt, but not too much to break it.
Peter loved Bodi, but also Michael loved Bodi, and Michael was Peter’s beloved cousin, the hero of his youth, in everything Michael did, he was better than Peter, and so, Peter thought, also in loving Bodi he was the best. That happened when Michael and Bodi were only boys, and Peter a kid, and then tragedy struck, and Michael left, and Bodi left too. Peter felt betrayal, yes, and even if he still loved Bodi, and Michael, he didn’t search for them. Peter was only sixteen, he was still a kid. Six years later, Peter is maybe a little less angry, and Michael is dead; maybe now is the time to claim Bodi, if Bodi is willing enough, not to love Peter, but to live: loosing Michael can be the final blow to his fragile psyche.
That is the best thing of this novel, Peter, Bodi and Michael aren’t perfect, they have emotions that lead them to make mistakes, some deadly, like Michael enlisting in the military, and some almost, like Bodi becoming addict to heroin. This is not a story where love conquers all, or at least, love doesn’t solve everything just by its existence; sure is that love is an ailment for the heart, and is a powerful feeling that could patch things, but the little cracks between the patched pieces will always hurt a little, even years to come.
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Mourning HeavenPaperback: 200 pages
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press (September 7, 2012)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1613727453
ISBN-13: 978-1613727454
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