Publish Date: January 22nd, 2019Publisher: Tor Teen
Series: Stand Alone
Source: ARC from publisher in exchange for an honest review
Goodreads Synopsis:
Jesse Lachlin is cursed.
So the town folklore says, but while Jesse’s had his fair share of tragedy, the only curse he believes is in his grandmother’s will: in order to inherit his family farm he must win the approval of his childhood best friend, the girl he froze out his freshman year, Scarlett Copeland.
Scarlett Copeland is psychic.
Glory Gardner tells Scarlett she has hidden psychic abilities, but Scarlett thinks Glory is delusional. What is real is Scarlett’s father’s irrational fears, controlling attitude, and the dark secrets at home. Scarlett may have a way to escape, but there’s a hitch: she’ll have to rely on the one person she used to trust, the same boy who broke her heart, Jesse Lachlin.
Each midnight meeting pushes Jesse and Scarlett to confront their secrets and their feelings for each other. But as love blooms, the curse rears its ugly head…
My Review:
"Stay, Tink." These two little words pulled on my heartstrings and from that moment on, I knew I'd fall in love with Jesses character.
Only A Breath Apart, a book about young love, curses, and deep dark secrets is yet another amazing read by the very talented Katie McGarry. How she continues to write books that make me fall in love again and again is amazing, and I was thrilled to get an ARC.
Only A Breath Apart, a book about young love, curses, and deep dark secrets is yet another amazing read by the very talented Katie McGarry. How she continues to write books that make me fall in love again and again is amazing, and I was thrilled to get an ARC.
Jesse and Scarlett grew up together, and were inseparable when they could sneak about the land Jesse lived on with his gran. They climbed trees, chased fireflies and lived a carefree life when together, just the two of them. Things at home with Scarlett were not quite as carefree though and one day Jesse downright stops talking to Scarlett altogether. They go years without talking, and it's an unfortunate event that brings them slowly back together: Gran's funeral. Jesse may be able to inherit the land on which he came and went as a child and which keeps him grounded, but he has a lot to prove to some very different people.
Jesse, a young man who's been through so much in his short life has to deal with the whole farm land now that Gran is gone. It's a lot of work, but he's cut out for it. It's what he lives for. I really enjoyed this character and his commitment to his Gran and her farm. I felt like he was a loyal and kind friend with a few minor issues, but overall, I felt like Jesse was a true gentleman. I would really have liked more background on his friends, V, Leo and Nazareth though. I felt like these characters and their stories could have been expanded tenfold and it would help understanding Jesse a little more.
Scarlett, broken-hearted Scarlett. This poor young lady has been through so much heartache and it keeps tearing at her. She tries ever day to get up, go to school and be emotionless. It's just easier that way. But seeing Jesse at Gran's funeral stirs up emotions that she's not ready for, and Glory, town psychic says that Scarlett and Jesse may have to depend on each others help.
Only A Breath Apart is a book that deals with dark issues, it will make the reader cry and feel every emotion from beginning to end. Isn't that was makes a good read though, when you FEEL the book? (and also some pretty hot and steamy kissing scenes!) I'd encourage fans of Katie's other works and anyone else really to pick up Only A Breath Apart - you won't be disappointed.
Once again, I have an exclusive excerpt for those who stopped by:
~SCARLETT~
“I thought you said you were meeting
Camila.”
I jump at the sound of Dad’s voice and spin
in his direction. “I am.”
Dad studies me, and I hide my hands behind
my back to conceal the slight quiver that could announce my guilt. When I left
him, he was in good spirits, but his moods can quickly shift. There are two
patched up holes in my bedroom that can testify to this. Dad replaced the
drywall, covered it with fresh paint, but the perfection can’t take away the
memory of the way my heart pounded through my chest as he drove his fist
through the wall.
He inclines his head toward the booth of
balloon animals. “Camila appears to be working.”
“She’s getting off soon,” I say too fast as
I bite back the need to ask why he didn’t go home like he said he was.
“Why did you leave us if she’s still
working? You said Camila would be done by five-thirty.”
My mouth dries out, and the tremble in my
hands travels to the rest of my body, but I force out a cleansing breath. Show
no fear. Don’t give him any reason to doubt a thing I say. “She was supposed to
be off by now, but her parents asked her to work a few more minutes.”
“If Camila isn’t getting off until later,
you should have told me,” There’s a subtle sharpness to his tone that causes
hurricane warnings in my brain. “I was showing you a great deal of trust by
letting you find Camila on your own.”
“She’s only running a few minutes late. Her
parents are watching me so I’m okay.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I glance over
and my heart lifts when I notice Camila’s mom watching us. Her stare gives
credibility to every falsehood rolling off my tongue. She’s not watching
because she thinks I need a babysitter, but probably because she’s mentioned to
Camila that she’s perplexed by my father’s strict rules.
I touch the crystals on the table as if I’m
interested in them. It’s difficult to act normal as Dad looks at Camila’s mom
then studies me. Please believe me, please believe me. Please.
I’m so stupid. I should have never left Dad
early. I should have never lied. But I did. Dad was having fun at the fair, Mom
was having fun and my sister, Isabelle, was having fun. They were all laughing
and smiling. They’ve forgiven him, and I haven’t. I can’t, not again, and this
is one of the many ways life is no longer simple.
I want to peek at him in an attempt to
understand my fate, but I don’t. Eye contact doesn’t help when he’s angry. It
only makes it worse.
Being in public won’t soothe his temper.
He’ll just be more discreet. Like last year when Dad had arrived early to pick
me up at a football game and saw me heading to the bathroom by myself. After I
had returned to my friends, he called me away with a smile on his face. He had
placed a seemingly loving arm around my shoulder, but his fingers dug into my
arm as he severely whispered in my ear how I was irresponsible and that it was
time to go home.
Dad didn’t cause a scene at the game. The
yelling started the moment we were alone in his car and continued until he left
me in my room. I stayed on my bed for hours, curled up in a ball and sobbing.
My throat swells as I think of how this
will play out. Will it be like Christmas? Will he throw a lamp and force Mom to
clean it up as I watch? Or will it be like this past spring and he’ll flip the
kitchen table, breaking all the dishes that had been placed there for dinner?
Dad steps closer to me, and I’m filled with
dread. “Next time, in a situation like this, you return to me and have Camila
text you when she’s done working. I don’t like the idea of you being alone.”
All I want is to be alone, for my thoughts and
actions to belong only to me. But he’s not angry, he’s believing me, and I
release a breath I had unknowingly held and take the small win.
A HUGE thank you to Katie McGarry and her team at InkSlinger / Tor Teen for allowing me to take part in the cover reveals, excerpt reveals and for providing me the ARC for the review and giveaway. I'm so lucky to be part of such a great network!
