I could feel the weather, I could see the scenery, I could envision her backyard, I feel like I kind of know what it is like in parts of Washington now. I have read books where there is way too much description, there is more description than there is actual story, and I’ve read books where there is so little that you can’t even picture the characters. I have to move on to something I don’t think I’ve ever brought up in a review before. Every once in awhile I get those nagging doubts, what if someone younger, thinner, prettier, comes a long. I still wonder what we are going to look like together when I’m 50 and he’s 42, when I’m 70 and he is 62. I have lost someone that caused me so much pain I honestly did not want to go on. Some of her thoughts could have been my own at various times in my life. With the story line, I could relate to Jane. You could feel the emotion that was poured into this book, literally feel it coming through the pages. I had tears in my eyes more than once while reading Jane’s Melody, some sad, some happy, all for our two main characters. Ryan is able to break your heart, rebuild it, bring you to tears, and then fill you with hope again all in a matter of a few pages. This, my friends, is story telling at it’s best.
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