About the book:
When Cooper’s parents divorce, he finds himself landed in Week About—one week with his mum and one week with his dad.
Only, it’s not just his dad he has to live with. There’s Lila, too: The other woman, the one who stole the rock-solid foundation of his life.
And then …
There’s Jace. Lila’s son. Lila’s smug, regurgitated-fish-scale-blue eyed son.
All Cooper wants is to have his family back the way it once was, but there’s something about this boy that promises things will never be the same again.
Resisting the realities of his new life, Cooper and Jace get off to a rocky start. But rocky start or not, after hundreds of shared memories together, they forge something new. A close … friendship.
Because friendship is all they can have. Although it’s not like they are realbrothers…
But how does that friendship evolve under the pressures of life?
Under pressures of the heart?
5 Emotionally Gutted and I never want to stop feeling this way stars
This book is going onto my all time favourites, re-read, make me ugly cry shelf.
I have been waiting ALL of 2014 to have a book make me feel this way. I love Angst. And I love books that make me feel like crawling up into them and curling into a ball, hiccuping cause I can’t keep the level of emotion out of my tears. The outer body experience. I haven’t felt this way since I read Split by Mel Bossa.
Anyta Sunday wrote this story so beautifully. I felt EVERYTHING. Everything guys. It reached into the very marrow of my bones.
” He balls up his fist and presses it into my open palm. ‘I’ll be your rock. Do you think you can handle that today?’
I squeeze his warm fist. His pulse– or is it mine?– beats under my finger.”
“I smile and trace my name over its surface. Then his.
The tide sweeps in around us as if to soak up my story and run away. I envision it out there being tossed up onto the rocky surface. Has our story ended? If so, will it sink to the bottom of ocean, near the aquamarines that mermaids treasure? Or will the heavy breezes whip it through the sky, carrying it over every surface because it’s not finished yet?
“I glance at the hook he’s tying around his neck. It had to be a hook because I want to reel him in. Even if I can’t or won’t, it’ll be nice to see hope hanging from his chest.”
“Our story never sank,” I murmur. “The breeze carried it for us.”
There are so many more beautiful quotes, words, I can add here but I won’t. I’m gonna take these feelings that I have and wrap them all around me, cocoon myself within them, I never want this feeling to leave.
The lack of sleep, the dizziness, the headache. It is all so fucking worth it. Because this book… this book is probably one of the best I’ve ever read.
It was unputdownable! I left my BR buddy in the dust. She didn’t even get to start it and I was finished.
My eyes couldn’t stop leaking and wouldn’t leave the page. I couldn’t swish the page over fast enough. I had bated breath, racing heart beats, shaking hands. It hurt so fucking good. So good.From beginning to end, it started as a fisher and worked itself up to breaking my heart into a million little pieces only to glue itself back together again… but the fishers are still there as they will never ever be fully healed.
It was motherfuckin epic. The highs and the lows. This is how an addict must feel. The rush. The high. The tumble, The black hole of despair.
This book was EVERYTHING.
**Lyrics. Stay With Me by Sam Smith**