Summer Lovin’ runs from July 1-7. This is a no-pressure Read-a-Thon – the point is to have fun and to tackle your summer TBR list. Set your own goals and enjoy participating in posts, challenges, and giveaways! It will all culminate in a 24-hr marathon read-a-thon, from Saturday July 6th at 10am EST, to Sunday July 7th at 10am EST. Sign ups are open through July 6th!
Today is Day Four of the Read-a-Thon, and today’s discussion topic is…
Tears on My Pillow
Share a quote from your current read or tell us about a book that really pulled on your heart strings. What was it about that book/quote that made you cry?
Okay so, this isn’t something that made me cry, but it’s definitely something that pulled on my heart strings. I
‘m currently reading just finished Meant to Be by Lauren Morrill. Julie is the main character, and her dad died when she was 7. She is currently in England for a school trip with her class, and during this trip, she’s been reflecting on her dad – and her mom – a lot, because they spent their honeymoon in England. This passage is from when Julie and her class visit Stratford-upon-Avon.
As we walk, I peer down side streets, hoping I might catch a glimpse of the tiny antique shop my mom has been describing to me forever. I must have heard the story a million times. Mom and Dad didn’t get rings when they first got married, since Dad had just joined the marines and they were dirt-poor. They were wandering around the tiny town, no maps, playing “which way does this road go?” on the twisty streets. They came upon a tiny secondhand shop, where they found matching gold bands. Mom said it was a sign that they were on the right path. Neither ring needed to be sized a bit; they fit perfectly. They look like the gold was hand-molded, with little bumps and imperfections all around. Dad always liked to show me how Mom’s ring fit right down into his. Now both rings live in my mom’s jewelry box, nestled in the blue velvet, her ring tucked inside his.
– Meant to Be, by Lauren Morrill, pg 185
That last sentence… how the rings now live in the jewelery box, one inside the other… Gah. I just found that to be such a vivid and bittersweet image.
Challenge 4: Book Spine Poetry
The forsaken wake in the after—
The rules, the end games, mind games.
Dreams and shadows, shadow and bone,
Another little piece, unbreakable, splintered.
A monster calls.
A little dark, but… I like it? lol it took forever (and much shuffling of books) to come up with this, but I’m pretty happy with it. :D