Smith’s bold departure from the expected routine of romance is a risky move that absolutely pays off. The usual romantic formula has the hero and heroine in the same room (or at least the same city) a high percentage of the story. Only postcards span the distance between them until the night they can’t bear to be separated any longer. Just as the two begin to connect, their lives propel them apart: Owen to the west coast and his father’s unending job hunt and Lucy to the Europe she’s coveted the last sixteen years. Sixteen year-old Lucy and seventeen year-old Owen, strangers who live in the same building, share a few moments trapped in an elevator which blossoms into hours spent talking under the night sky. On a hot summer night, the lights go out on the east coast, dropping Manhattan into an unfamiliar blackness. Published ApAmazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads
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