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  kurisutaina28 апреля 2013 г.

  Книга о 17-летней девушке Мии, о 24 часах между жизнью и смертью, книга о выборе, решении остаться или уйти.
  

  
  And it’s while contemplating this that I think about what the nurse said. She’s running the show. And suddenly I understand what Gramps was really asking Gran. He had listened to that nurse, too. He got it before I did.
  If I stay. If I live. It’s up to me.
  All this business about medically induced comas is just doctor talk. It’s not up to the doctors. It’s not up to the absentee angels. It’s not even up to God who, if He exists, is nowhere around right now. It’s up to me.
  How am I supposed to decide this? How can I possibly stay without Mom and Dad? How can I leave without Teddy? Or Adam? This is too much. I don’t even understand how it all works, why I’m here in the state that I’m in or how to get out of it if I wanted to. If I were to say, I want to wake up, would I wake up right now? I already tried snapping my heels to find Teddy and trying to beam myself to Hawaii, and that didn’t work. This seems a whole lot more complicated.
  But in spite of that, I believe it’s true. I hear the nurse’s words again. I am running the show. Everyone is waiting on me.
  I decide. I know this now.

  
  Скажу честно, сначала читать было сложно, не сразу книга зацепила, а уж когда началось описание того, как Мия бродит по месту аварии, ища родителей, и найдя, отрешенно описывает увиденное...в общем, это даже немного разозлило. Мне не совсем было понятно, как можно все так спокойно воспринимать. Но спишем это на шок после аварии.
  Но потом, когда Мию привезли в госпиталь в Портленде, когда начали появляться ее родственники, подруга Ким, Адам, наконец, вот тогда стало по-настоящему интересно. Мия начала реагировать именно так, как можно ожидать от человека, только что потерявшего семью.

  Несмотря на всю трагичность и драматизм книги, были моменты, когда я даже хихикала. Наверное у меня чувство юмора извращенное))
  

  
  “Okay, kids. Time to rock-and-roll. Adam, what’s the plan?” Brooke asks.
  “You are the plan. I hadn’t really thought beyond you going up to the ICU and making a ruckus.”
  Brooke licks her bee-stung lips. “Making a ruckus is one of my favorite things to do. What do you think we should do? Let out a primal scream? Strip? Smash a guitar? Wait, I didn’t bring my guitar. Damn.”

  
  Очень понравилось, что Мия начала вспоминать эпизоды из жизни, связанные с родителями, братом Тедди, бабушкой и дедушкой, Ким, ее парнем Адамом.
  У Мии просто суперские родители, не идеальные, но суперские)) Понравились истории из их молодости. Особенно фраза про их свадьбу.
  

  
  “Girlfriend is such a stupid word,” he said. “I couldn’t stand calling her that. So, we had to get married, so I could call her ‘wife.’”

  
  Подруга Мии — Ким, тоже безумно понравилась. Вполне правдоподобно было описано начало их дружбы. Вернее, сначала дружбы как раз и не было, но вот потом...А молитва Ким внесла капельку смеха в эту мрачноватую историю.
  

  
  “Please don’t die. I can understand why you’d want to, but think about this: If you die, there’s going to be one of those cheesy Princess Diana memorials at school, where everyone puts flowers and candles and notes next to your locker.” She wipes away a renegade tear with the back of her hand. “I know you’d hate that kind of thing.”

  
  Адам — парень Мии, конечно показался немного идеальным, но все равно расположил к себе.
  

  
  “Mia, Mia, Mia,” he said, stroking the tendrils of my hair that had escaped from the wig. “This is the you I like. You definitely dressed sexier and are, you know, blond, and that’s different. But the you who you are tonight is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you I’ll be in love with tomorrow. I love that you’re fragile and tough, quiet and kick-ass. Hell, you’re one of the punkest girls I know, no matter who you listen to or what you wear.”
  After that, whenever I started to doubt Adam’s feelings, I’d think about my wig, gathering dust in my closet, and it would bring back the memory of that night. And then I wouldn’t feel insecure. I’d just feel lucky.
  
  Adam has closed his. But the lids are puffy and pink, so I know what he’s been doing. Is that why he went away? To cry without my seeing?
  He doesn’t so much sit in the chair as fall into it, like clothes heaped onto the floor at the end of a long day. He covers his face with his hands and takes deep breaths to steady himself. After a minute, he drops his hands into his lap. “Just listen,” he says with a voice that sounds like shrapnel.
  I open my eyes wide now. I sit up as much as I can. And I listen.
  “Stay.” With that one word, Adam’s voice catches, but he swallows the emotion and pushes forward. “There’s no word for what happened to you. There’s no good side of it. But there is something to live for. And I’m not talking about me. It’s just. . I don’t know. Maybe I’m talking shit. I know I’m in shock. I know I haven’t digested what happened to your parents, to Teddy. . ” When he says Teddy, his voice cracks and an avalanche of tears tumbles down his face. And I think: I love you.
  I hear him take gulpfuls of air to steady himself. And then he continues: “All I can think about is how fucked up it would be for your life to end here, now. I mean, I know that your life is fucked up no matter what now, forever. And I’m not dumb enough to think that I can undo that, that anyone can. But I can’t wrap my mind around the notion of you not getting old, having kids, going to Juilliard, getting to play that cello in front of a huge audience, so that they can get the chills the way I do every time I see you pick up your bow, every time I see you smile at me.
  “If you stay, I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I’ll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would just be too painful, that maybe it’d be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I’d do it. I can lose you like that if I don’t lose you today. I’ll let you go. If you stay.”
  

  В общем и целом книга понравилась, но до 5 не дотянула, поэтому 4.

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