I don’t even know how to express how much I love Jillian Medoff’s new novel. I haven’t finished it yet, but I don’t want to finish it. It’s that good.
The story of a contemporary woman juggling a relationship, a child, stepchildren, siblings, a mother, an absent father and a career isn’t particularly original, nor is the idea of life being full of heartbreak as well as joy. But Medoff’s telling of the story is what makes this book so compelling. She has The Gift.
The heroine is doing her best to negotiate the challenges of raising her family when an old boyfriend – her first boyfriend, her passionate boyfriend, the boyfriend that left her after college and never contacted her again – surfaces in Atlanta where she lives. She’s thrown. It’s as if he has her under a spell. She’s a smart woman who makes a foolish choice and it costs her everything.
My stomach has been in a perpetual knot as the story hurdles toward its conclusion. I don’t know how it’ll end, but it’s been a hell of a ride.