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  Kseny_kse29 марта 2020 г.

  I would compare this book to an expensive box of chocolates: you don’t want to eat them all at once since you will not taste the uniqueness of every candy but just an odd mix of flavors. Instead, you take one chocolate at a time, close your eyes and try to feel the complicated palette of feelings and the taste after. Some chapters will leave you with sweet notes and others would be so bitter so your eyes will turn watery.

  With the last page turned I felt sadness, loss and relive. I could not expect this novel to be so good, so I was postponing the end of this book as much as I could.

  The whole story is a flashback to the New York, 1938…the times of jazz, nice dresses and Great Depression…where so much happened, so many destinies were broken, so many new people were met and the same amount were lost.

  
  „the city glittered like a diamond necklace that knows exactly whom it’s within the reach of.“
  

  The novel follows the life of Katey Kontent and the love of her life Tinker Grey. The young girl with such a strong temper, so decisive and at the same time so tender, and the man, who lost himself in the world of lies and money. Their complicated relationships are rilled with sadness, misunderstandings, loss and huge love. Highs and lows, dates and break-ups, laugh and tears, promises and disappointments. The life is full of surprises and you never know what waits for around the corner.

  
  „It is a bit of a cliché to characterize life as a rambling journey on which we can alter our course at any given time—by the slightest turn of the wheel, the wisdom goes, we influence the chain of events and thus recast our destiny with new cohorts, circumstances, and discoveries. But for the most of us, life is nothing like that. Instead, we have a few brief periods when we are offered a handful of discrete options. Do I take this job or that job? In Chicago or New York? Do I join this circle of friends or that one, and with whom do I go home at the end of the night? And does one make time for children now? Or later? Or later still?
  In that sense, life is less like a journey than it is a game of honeymoon bridge. In our twenties, when there is still so much time ahead of us, time that seems ample for a hundred indecisions, for a hundred visions and revisions—we draw a card, and we must decide right then and there whether to keep that card and discard the next, or discard the first card and keep the second. And before we know it, the deck has been played out and the decisions we have just made will shape our lives for decades to come.“

  Beautiful book with a bittersweet aftertaste and a desire to have a martini

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