Having a
famous sister, Nurse Grace was used to living in the shadows of her popularity.
Her sister was the talented one and she was the studious one. And she was fine
with it, for the most part—fine with settling for her hand-me downs all her
life.
Grace’s
volunteer work in the hospital was her pride and joy; she didn’t have time to
think about relationships. Until…Cruz came back into her life again. Cruz was
another one of her sister’s hand-me downs. He was her first love, even if he
didn’t know it. He had returned from battling in combat to volunteer for a
medical study to show that war was hazardous to one’s health.
I liked the
human connection between the characters. Cruz’s anger on war was
understandable, but it wasn’t right how he was taking out on Grace. Chill out,
dude! Grace was a sweet, caring, and compassionate person. At first, it would
seem that she wouldn’t be right for Cruz, who was irritable and cynical. But
then they fell into their witty banters, easy smiles, and hearty laughter. They
end up talking about books, their old stomping grounds, and how different Grace
was from her sister. Grace had always been beautiful—inside and out—and Cruz
was the only one that ever saw that.
“Sparks
flying around between them were nothing but left-over embers from bridges
burned.” (LOC 1048) Or was it?
The easy
narrative made it natural for the reader to fall into the story.
A sweet and
wonderful tale.
My rating: 4 stars
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