Published October 19th 2010 by Samhain Publishing Ltd.
ISBN13 9781609282288

Thirteen stories up. Two broken hearts. One last chance…

Surgeon Grant Sullivan’s once-perfect life lies in ruins. His daughter is gone—lost in a tragic accident he dare not allow himself to remember—and his beautiful wife now stares at him from across a legal table, insisting she wants nothing from him.

Julia Sullivan lost everything, especially her illusions about her marriage, after the accident. Her grief only seemed to drive Grant further into his emotional shell—except for the nights he turned to her in silent, furious passion. Unable to live like a ghost in her old life, she’s packed up what’s left of her broken heart and is ready to move on. Alone.

Determined to break their stalemate, Grant follows Julia onto the elevator just in time for an earthquake. Trapped for hours in a building pressure cooker of unspoken pain, he’ll do anything to remind her what she’s leaving behind, as deliciously as he can. But giving her what she needs to save their marriage is the one thing that could destroy his soul.

The doctor fought.

The father begged.

In the end they both failed.

I was possessed by a damn fool when I got this book. Because not only is the fear of divorce and child-loss a living, breathing thing inside my soul, but I'm also claustrophobic. So, yeah, being stuck in an elevator isn't a grand thing.

In the aftermath of their young daughter's death, Grant and Julia face the end of their once perfect marriage. She wants only to let go while Grant, he can do nothing but try to hold on.

I saw myself mirrored in Julia. And allow me to ramble here.

I fall apart in the face of disaster while my husband bottles it, locks it down, and hides it away. I related all too easily to the frustration of needing to see the physical expression of her mate's pain and consequently, I saw and accepted the selfishness of it. For even though Grant's heartache manifested just as hers had, it proved itself in a radically different way. She shattered. He pulled back.

Then there comes the second problem. For not only do we yearn to see our mate's outflow of emotion, but it must be done in a way familiar to us for it to have any meaning at all. When Grant deals with their loss by shutting down, Julia foolishly interprets his lacking outbursts as him being numb. She comes to believe that he never loved her. That he never loved their child.

Dee Tenorio conquered this story with such raw and honest feeling I had to wonder if it wasn't a personal subject for the author. When the climactic moment arrived, when Grant was forced to finally let go, the entire outflow of devastation washed over me. This book is an emotional experience, beautiful and inspiring. Definitely willing to read this author again. 4 out of 5 stars.


Jenny said...

I think I would relate to this one as well, as that's exactly how I react, more outwardly emotional, and my husband shuts down completely which make him difficult to read:) And I'm petrified of getting stuck in an elevator as well, so all in all, this sounds like a very emotional, intense read that I could easily see mirroring some of my life. Great review!

Redd said...

Ok. Not gonna touch this book with a tenfoot pole. I do not like getting emotionally wrapped in a tragic book. One would have to drag me from pounding like mad at the punching bag. Or beating the hell out of the book.

Oh, and thanks for making glad I'm not married. Again. Heh.

This makes that quote on Anais Nin to become my favorite. Again, thanks. *gives you a wry smile*

Redd said...

OH! *playful plaintive plea* Can I shoot the twitbird in the helmet??? PLEASE???? *twitchesfightingtheurge* PLEASE??? A BIRD IN A FOOTBALL GEAR!!

Ragan (Location 2571) said...

Thanks, Jenny!

Now you, Redd...! Don't you dare shoot my twitterbird! He's not opposed to poopin on you!

Redd said...

Spoilsport. XP

brandileigh2003 said...

Looks like some great reading!

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