"It's always nice to being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person." -Tabitha Suzuma
This is the story of a boy
and a girl who fall in love. Lochan and Maya are best friends who have known
each other their entire lives and have helped each other and fiercely loved one
another through the many brutally painful experiences of growing up.
The thing is, they also happen to be brother and sister, and the unholy mess of the repercussions from their choices looms over this entire story.
The thing is, they also happen to be brother and sister, and the unholy mess of the repercussions from their choices looms over this entire story.
The relationship between Maya
and Lochan is complicated from the beginning. In my words, here’s how I see it:
There’s a line between brothers and sisters. You can tell to each other your
most intimate secrets, share a room, even sleep in the same bed for fear of
nightmares; each other the half of a whole. But you never become more, because
of that line. That label that says Brother/Sister. And that’s okay.
This may all sound so
disgusting but I never felt repulsed during the book, and I think this is what made
it Amazing. Tabitha Suzuma managed to make their love relationship seem so
right and not once did I forget they were brother and sister. It wasn’t like
“OMG! I had totally forgotten they were siblings!” No, I was conscious always
of what they were and it never felt wrong.
By the ending my heart was
beating so hard I thought it would just burst out of my chest, and in the last
page it just stopped. I can feel that hollow. My shaking hands. And the
amazingness of it all.
Obviously, many will disagree. Some will see this as the tragedy of neglect and abuse. Or a thought-provoking challenge to the parameters we put around “acceptable” love. Or a heartbreaking examination of society failing its young people. Or just a love story. There are plenty of excellent reviews that discuss these interpretations.
I loved this book too SO MUCH! great review Kristina :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! :)
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