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Now living on opposite coasts, Mia is Juilliard's rising star and Adam is LA tabloid fodder, thanks to his new rock star status and celebrity girlfriend. When Adam gets stuck in New York by himself, chance brings the couple together again, for one last night. As they explore the city that has become Mia's home, Adam and Mia revisit the past and open their hearts to the future - and each other.
Told from Adam's point of view in the spare, lyrical prose that defined If I Stay, Where She Went explores the devastation of grief, the promise of new hope, and the flame of rekindled romance.
264 pages, Hardcover
First published April 5, 2011
- the sequels in gayle formans series are sooo much stronger than the first book (much better in terms of plot), andmy only issue with this is one of things that stopped me from enjoying ‘if i stay,’ and that is the constant back and forth between the present moment in NYC and flashbacks to the past. i was more invested in what was happening between adam and mia and their reunion, so the flashbacks to random points over the past three years distracted me from that. i appreciate that they are used for character development and filling the reader in on whats happened, but i often found myself skimming forward to the present day sections.
- her guy characters are sooo much more compelling and interesting than her girl characters (i loved reading reading from adam perspective - such raw emotion!).
"You know. I thought about that a lot these last couple of years," she said in a chocked voice. "About who was there for you. Who held your hand while you grieved for all that you'd lost?"
"Ever hear the one about that dog that spent it's life chasing cars and finally caught one - and had no idea what to do with it?
I'm that dog."
“You dumb-ass,” I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. “You don’t share me. You own me.”
"Needle and thread, flesh and bone
Spit and sinew, heartbreak is home
Your suture lines sparkle like diamonds
Bright stars to light my confinement"
"The bow is so old, its horsehair is glue
Sent to the factory, just like me and like you
So how come they stayed your execution?
The audience roars its standing ovation"
"I'll be your mess, you be mine
That was the deal that we had signed
I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste
Gas masks, gloves, to keep us safe
But now I'm alone in an empty room
Staring down immaculate doom"
“She kissed me good-bye. She told me that she loved me more than life itself. Then she stepped through security. She never came back. I’ve come to realize there’s a world of difference between knowing something happened, even knowing why it happened, and believing it.”One of my fav quotes is by Jon Basoff. “There is no free will. Choices aren’t made.”
“When you've foolishly imagined your whole life in a certain way and the very basis of that imagination, one that you'd thought to be irreplaceable, is suddenly ripped away from you; when you've resigned to the safety of the only reassurance you thought was true and then, you are made to return to the insecurity of your solitude, how cheated you feel. How you learn then what unmitigated anger is. – Anupam Patra (Promises of a Firefly)”Sometimes, moving on doesn’t happen bcz we don’t let go of things. We hold onto them as if for dear life itself. No matter how it hurts or how it kills, we refuse to release that stranglehold even a little only bcz it was once what we wanted. Just how we wanted it. Change, is a constant companion, one we sometimes even refuse to acknowledge and in turn, it gives us hell.
“We don’t really get how music heals the brain but we know that it does. Just look at Mia.”It’s a part of them. No, not a part, the life force. It’s the common ground for both Adam and Mia, a ground on which they can build anything. This is what really connects them, and what divides them. And in light of this, for once, I will allow myself to quote a song here that just goes with this book...
“I think I’m kind of getting the concept of closure. It’s no big dramatic before-after. It’s more like that melancholy feeling you get at the end of a really good vacation. Something special is ending, and you’re sad, but you can’t be that sad because, hey, it was good while it lasted, and there’ll be other vacations, other good times.”