Oh Ayelet, how you love to break my heart. I knew what I was getting into; after all, I read the book flap. But I didn't know that I wasn't going to be able to get out of bed for want of reading just two more pages. I didn't know that I was going to cry and long for these two people whom I never met, and truly only spent seven pages (if that!) with. I didn't know that my heart would break along with their devastated families.
Red Hook Road sees John and Becca on their wedding day, 10 years in the making. Sadly, they are killed just an hour after they become man and wife, and they leave their families with each other and the heartbreak. What you see are the next three summers in the lives of these families.
This book tore at my heart until it couldn't be torn anymore--then I read the coda, which socked me in the stomach and I needed a few mind-blowing moments to breathe again. What a lovely, heart-wrenching, and full-bodied piece of literature this is. And how I wish I could experience the longing and heartbreak for the first time all over again.