It was her essay that caught their attention first. Our narrator wrote a parody for her English Literature class, and it caught the attention of two of her fellow students, Sam and Yash. They’re best friends and roommates, studious yet fun-loving, and they’re house sitting for a professor on sabbatical.
It’s not long before she falls into a tumultuous relationship with one, while maintaining an intense friendship with the other. But as often is the case in these situations, the lines blur between friendship and attraction, passion and jealousy, resulting in a love triangle that threatens to wreck everything.
“Love is crushing. Love is something you let yourself feel at your own peril, despite your better sense.” “But where would we be if we didn’t feel it? I think it’s the only form of hope we have. For our survival, I mean. What good is any other virtue without love?”
Years later, she is a successful author, and she gets a surprise visit from someone from her past. Old wounds are reopened; emotions pivot between regret and relief. And when they are brought together again, it’s time to say the things they’ve kept to themselves.
I love books about intense friendships that last through the years—even when the connections fray from time to time. This was such a beautiful book about how we make a life after we think we’ve been destroyed, and how love endures, even in a different form.
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