Xavi doesn’t believe in love anymore. Love has never changed the outcome of anything. It has only hurt him.
Sam is sick, and he wants one last thing. He wants Xavi to be with him, to stay with him until the end. Xavi drops everything and promises Sam he will be there.
As they travel across the countryside in a stolen sea-green Cadillac, they search for something neither has the courage to admit he’s looking for. But as the days slip away, Xavi isn’t sure he can keep his promise; he isn’t sure about anything. He can’t help Sam do this. He can’t stand by and watch Sam suffer, can’t be content to let Sam give up.
Saving Sam becomes the only thing that makes any sense, the only thing Xavi wants. Loving Sam becomes the most important promise he will ever make. Now he just has to convince Sam that life—and love—are worth fighting for.
Have you ever looked directly at the sun on a cloudless day? Your mother told you not to but you did anyway, right? What happens? It’s blinding and your lids blink of their own accord before damage is done.
This is what Suki Fleet’s words do.
They are so intense, so potent, so vivid…they should come with a surgeon general’s warning.
I’ve never doubted Fleet before. She has my implicate trust.*hands over heart* I’ll be honest (hangs head), I had a moment of hesitation this time.
She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Would she?
And blessed be, she didn’t. But it’s there and even though I’m telling you, you will feel it too. That’s just what she does.
Sam is dying.
Xavi is supposed to let him.
These are his final wishes. But what happens when you can’t keep a promise? What consequences will occur when plans are altered? You will have to walk into the field of endless flowers to find out.
I adored both young men and equally enjoyed the strangers and family we meet along the way. I have yet to be introduced to a character of Fleet’s that I don’t like and the winning streak continues. The pace could have easily become choppy or rushed but it didn’t. The balance was slightly off kilter with heavier angst but the hope never completely disappears. And I can’t imagine a more perfect cover. Xavi fears their age difference should matter and holds onto all of the reasons that they shouldn’t be until Sam opens his heart and mind to accept love is love…and all love is precious. Some love is so brilliant, it hurts but in the best possible way.
Suki has the astonishing ability to create a masterpiece without clearly defined margins and still knock you off your feet. You don’t know everything and the beauty of it is, you don’t have to. There are many unanswered questions hidden in this tale and I am one hundred percent okay with that. This nerve-wracking adventure is ambiguous and perplexing and I stumbled along in a dreamlike trance. Why is Sam sick? Where does he come from? What about his past? I want to demand more information, beg for answers but as she takes us further down the road I understand that I don’t need to know. Before is irrelevant. Only now matters. Today and tomorrow are significant, yesterday is not. This is the core of this bittersweet enchanting love story and how can you not love that?
A thick and somber fog will encompass you as you begin. Desperation and despair will push you past the middle. Finally, a tender flight will take you away. Ohh, and don’t forget to expect some secrets will remain buried.
Trusting readers who will close their eyes, feel the sun on their face, spread both arms wide and fall backwards, confident that everything will be okay.