When this book caught my eye seven months ago, I knew. I just knew.
Tears were just falling down my face and I couldn't stop and... it was actually kind of relieving to have a good cry. It's been a while since a book has made me feel like that. It broke my heart in a way that makes me want to hold everyone in my arms and not let go until everything is okay.
"Together, we make humanity more than it otherwise might have been."
-Love to Death pg.319
Henry and Flora. I could so understand Flora's struggle with what she wanted deep down and what she knew she couldn't have. As an African American girl in this time period, a relationship with a white boy was nearly unthinkable and certainly impossible if she wanted to earn enough money to achieve her dreams of becoming a pilot. Henry's problem is different. He doesn't really know what's he going to do. He has dreams, but he feels trapped in this one path that seems planned for him. Whether out of loyalty or fear of change he doesn't know what to do...until he meets Flora. This is where it gets more interesting because Henry, as a priviledged white boy, doesn't necessarily understand all her reservations about them being together, but he tries.
Ethan you poor, poor soul. My heart broke for you. Your character was written so realistically. Your fear, insecurity, and hidden suffering really fit into this book.
Everyone in it is essentially struggling with some part of themselves.
Honestly I don't even know what more to say about this book. I know my thoughts are really messy, but it was wonderful. I just can't do it justice. Go read it, now.
Why are you still sitting here? Go! Shoo! Read it!