“We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control. When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself. Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves; the fear, the anger or the sadness preventing us returning. Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it’s easier. Sometimes we find our own way out. But regardless, always, we are found.”
Joyce had a terrible accident and her marriage is in shamble. After getting discharged from the hospital she moved in with her aging father. But something has changed in her life. She is having memories that are not her own and skills that she has never learned.
Justin Hitchcock is divorced and lonely. He arrives in Dublin to give a lecture on art and meets an attractive doctor. She convinces Justin to donate blood for the camp, for which he is always scared.
Living in two very different worlds, Justin and Joyce’s life crosses the path in most unexpected ways.
My Reading Experience
This book is sitting on my bookshelf for more than 10 years. I remember buying it in my teens when I loved these kinds of love stories. I got it immediately after reading “P.S. I love you” from the same author. But sadly along with me, my taste also has matured a lot and I don’t enjoy such cheesy love stories anymore.
The books have a lot of serendipity moments and maybe have all the elements perfect for a romantic Hollywood movie. But I neither enjoy such books nor such movies. The element and reasoning for this deja-vu feeling that both protagonists feel throughout the book got my eyes rolling.
Justin’s character is so selfish and the way she treated Sarah just because he is having a ‘Deja-Vu moment was inexcusable. And when you don’t like one of the main protagonists of the lost story, it becomes difficult to like the book. With Joyce, I don’t have lots of complaints but I don’t love her either.
The only character I like in this book is Joyce’s father. He is a sweet, loving, and funny old man. The way he carries his dead wife’s picture everywhere with him and his sweet little eccentricities just melted my heart.
If you are into romance and believe in serendipity, then this book might work for you. Otherwise, it can be skipped. Also, avoid listening to the audiobook. The narrators attempt to force the accent of each character only pricks in your ear.