Carly has dropped out of uni to spend her days surfing and her nights working as a cook in a Manly café. Surfing is the one thing she loves doing … and the only thing that helps her stop thinking about what happened two years ago at schoolies week.
And then Carly meets Ryan, a local at the break, fresh out of jail. When Ryan learns the truth, Carly has to decide. Will she let the past bury her? Or can she let go of her anger and shame, and find the courage to be happy?
— Amazon.com description
If this book were a feeling, it’d be that feeling you get in your gut when you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop, for the monster to jump out from around the corner, for the giant sob you can just feel coming on.
Even thinking about it now, my stomach feels hallow, like I’m about to head down the drop in a rollercoaster.
Oh man, it’s good.
So Carly clearly has some tragedy in her past (think Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson) and she’s sad and lonesome and broken, but surfing and a boy named Ryan are helping her keep her head above water. The writing is gorgeous – it’s an ode to waves and fear and loss of power. The colors and scenery are stunning, and the Aussie lingo is exotic (to me in cold Chicago, anyway!) and fun to try to interpret.
I don’t know. I’m not doing it justice. Let’s just say that this is a stunning, WOW of a book.