The sadness of this book did not hit me until the last two pages, but when it did, it came rolling with wet tears and quiet sobs. The main character, Marin, is much the same. She is detached from the story as much as possible, and she is only vaguely aware of the sadness and pity that those around her feel. She only has part of the story. But when those last two pages arrive, so does Marin. For the first time, she’s able to see herself and reclaim her life. She finally feels present in the novel. And me, well, I’m a sucker for that kind of story. 

This was an incredibly fast read, told between the past and the present as the reader figures out the story and why Marin has decided to run away across the country without even a single goodbye. The story touches on grief and love and how they are both intertwined, between both the living and the dead. I definitely wouldn’t say that this is a masterpiece, and I think that more could have been said, but it was beautiful nonetheless.