Yes, I’ve already posted this review here (just over 6 years ago). But it’s Memorial Day, and IMHO the perfect time to revisit my favorite Rebecca Yarros book (no, I haven’t read The Fourth Wing books…yet. I do have a hardcover copy and the audiobook of the first one so I probably will eventually. But they’re not really my kind of book like this one is).
I’ve included a short promo video here for a fabulous organization that really and truly helped my children and me during a difficult time of our lives and is always there when we need them. The Tragedy Assistance Program for Survivors (TAPS) has a National Military Survivor Seminar and Good Grief Camp every Memorial Day weekend–this year’s is ending today, after the ceremonies conclude at Arlington Cemetery if their schedule is the same as it used to be when I last went.
If you know someone (like The Last Letter‘s Ella, and even Beckett) who could benefit from knowing about this organization, please pass the information on.
And as always, remember to #HonorThem this Memorial Day and every day.
Beckett,
If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have.
I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride.
My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. It’s not fair.
And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart. She’s going to need help.
So if I’m gone, that means I can’t be there for Ella. I can’t help them through this. But you can. So I’m begging you, as my best friend, go take care of my sister, my family.
Please don’t make her go through it alone.
Ryan
Review:
OMG–this book. It absolutely killed me. It’s a beautiful story about inner strength, grieving, moving on, second chances, and love in all its forms. This review is going to be light on details–but trust me, you’re going to want to find them all out for yourself in real time, and I don’t want to take that opportunity away from you.
All I’m going to say is I cried almost as much as I laughed out loud, and I swooned just a little more than I sighed in despair. Ms Yarros definitely knows how to tug at your heartstrings, and she does it over and over again here. There were times I had to put the book down for a few minutes–sometimes because my heart was just too full, and other times because I was afraid she was going to go there. (Spoiler: she did, at least once. It’s brutal.)
The letters–all of them, last or otherwise–are brilliant; perfect complements to each chapter.
Do yourself a favor: read this one ASAP…but not until you buy yourself an extra-large box of tissues (or two. Or seven..)
Rating: 4 1/2 stars / A
I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
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