Title: Pretty Pink Ribbons
Author: K.L. Grayson
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 24, 2015
Cover Design: Perfect Pear Creative Covers
Photographer: Tomasz Zienkiewicz Photography
Dying . . .
Dead . . .
Deceased . . .It doesn’t matter how many times I say it or how many different names I give it, it still means the same thing. One of these days I’ll be nothing but a passing memory, a familiar face in a forgotten photo. But there's three things I need before this life of mine ends . . . I need to tell him I love him more than life itself. I need to feel the strength of his arms wrapped around me just one more night. Most of all, I need him to forgive me. Eight years ago I broke the heart of the only man I’ve ever loved and today I’m moving home in hopes that he’ll let me put it back together. I’m not sure how many breaths I have left, but I’ll use each and every last one fighting for what I destroyed. My name is Laney Jacobs and this is my journey.
I really enjoy K.L’s books. I did like Pretty Pink Ribbons but I didn’t like it as much as I thought I would. Yes, I did like it. But, I’m not sure why I didn’t love it.
I liked Laney. But then again I didn’t love her. I’m not saying that to be mean, but it’s honestly how I feel. It felt like something was missing for me to really connect to her. Why did she wait so long? WHY?
I liked Levi for the most part. I did understand why he was upset and mad for Laney leaving for the most part. But, then again they could have avoided the whole situation altogether.
This is not a sweet romance novel; I wish that I could say that. But, given the title and cover I think it’s pretty obvious what it’s about. I think a lot of people can and will relate to this book. I did, but I also had a few things that I had issues with.
I enjoyed it but it didn’t blow me away. I think my main problem was Laney. I don’t know I just didn’t love her. Something was missing. And I really don’t know what that something was.
I do hope that I’m like one of the only ones that only LIKED the book. This book does revolve around something that more than likely has effected your family or will someday.
“I wish it was someone else,” she croaks, swallowing hard. “There are thousands of bad people in the world, but it happened to you.” I watch her eyes fill with tears and then I look away. It’s pathetic of me really; that I’m unable to look my best friend in the face when it’s obvious that she is struggling with this almost as much as I am. But I’ve cried my fair share of tears and although I’m certain my tear ducts have yet to dry up, I don’t want to cry tonight. Somehow I know that if I watch Mia break, then I’ll shatter right along with her. “I’m glad it’s me.” She gasps, startled by my words, and I rush to try and explain. “If it wasn’t me, it would be someone else, and I would never wish this upon someone else. You know that saying that God will only give you what you can handle?” She nods. “Sometimes I tell myself that he just thinks I’m really strong and I can handle it, whereas someone else couldn’t.” “Does that help?” she asks. “Does that make you feel better about it?” “No, but it eases my mind. Sometimes when I’m having a good day, it brings me peace, however temporary it may be. But no, it doesn’t make me feel better.” “Peace,” she whispers, seemingly trying the word on for size. “I want you to have peace.”
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