And now I’m sitting here, a blubbering mess, with a heap of tissues next to me.
First of warnings: Don’t read this book if you are depressed. Don’t read it when in company or even near other people. You need a nice private place to cry your heart out.
The concept of this book is really interesting. I would hate to live in a world where you get a phone-call telling you you’re going to die today. It’s a tragedy, a suspense and a romance.
The character of Mateo is always giving lectures with rather fake sounding dialog. Rufus is better, but even he falls into some sermons. It’s all about sharing and living in the moment and etc.
It is at the same time sad and a super downer, but it’s also incredibly beautiful and uplifting. The new close bond that forms between the two main characters is touching and continually brought me to tears.
The other reason I kept reading was the need to know how it ends. The title tells us it ends, but not how. Morbid curiosity I guess.
There is the connectivity between events that is masterfully planned and effortlessly plays out to the horror of the reader. It does leave you paranoid. Checking for possible dangers in your environment.
This is a beautiful book and an emotional ride.