“After Jack died, they protected themselves by refusing to love us, the kids who still had dying to do.”
Rowan's in charge of it all- taking care of Stroma, her little sis, while her mum sleeps in her room, barely aware she's got two daughters left. Making sure her dad doesn't find out her mum's pretty much a zombie, which is easier than it should be. And, most of all, missing Jack, her bright, beautiful, dead older brother.
So when a strange boy in line behind her in a shop gives her a photo negative she's never seen before, Rowan doesn't have time to think about it too much. Until Bee, who would have been in Jack's year and was in the shop that day, offers to develop it. And it turns out to be a picture of Jack, a picture she's never seen before, but the Jack-est picture Rowan's ever seen.
Where did the picture come from? Who took it? Rowan knows it's not hers, so who dropped it in the shop that day? And why did Harper, the boy who gave Rowan the negative, insist that she dropped it when she definately didn't? As the friendship between Rowan, Harper, and Bee's dad Carl and baby brother Sonny grows stronger, the mystery of what connects them begins to unfold in very unexpected ways.
This little book packs quite a wallop. A seemingly quiet read, the power of friendship and love reveal themselves in startling, glittering moments of clarity. In her 2nd book, Jenny Valentine takes you, and Rowan, on a journey through life after Jack that you'll never forget.
(just finished Bog Child by Siobhan Dowd, AMAZING, and now reading Bones of Faerie by Janni Lee Simner)