My best friend was dying and I was in love with his girl.
Andy and I had been best friends since we were eight-years old.
Watching him slowly fade away, ever closer to his final breath, made
me so incredibly angry. I knew there was nothing I could do to change it--I had given in to despair, but Andy had not. He had one last hand to play.
He wasn't going to simply sit back and wait for Death to claim him--not Andy. He was going to live life until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer.
Andy didn't want to die in some sterile hospital and asked me to take him and Emily to the beach. It would be our last road trip together.
Emily. Emily was a problem for me.
I harbored a secret that would have torn our friendship apart. I was in love with Andy's girl, and had been since she'd walked into our sixth grade class, so many years ago.
So what kind of person am I? My best friend is dying, and it's
awful--but my heart still aches for his girl. I hate myself for
thinking beyond Andy's death and whether there could ever be a future for Emily and I, but I can't help it.
I'm in love with her.
Andy and I had been best friends since we were eight-years old.
Watching him slowly fade away, ever closer to his final breath, made
me so incredibly angry. I knew there was nothing I could do to change it--I had given in to despair, but Andy had not. He had one last hand to play.
He wasn't going to simply sit back and wait for Death to claim him--not Andy. He was going to live life until he couldn't hold his eyes open any longer.
Andy didn't want to die in some sterile hospital and asked me to take him and Emily to the beach. It would be our last road trip together.
Emily. Emily was a problem for me.
I harbored a secret that would have torn our friendship apart. I was in love with Andy's girl, and had been since she'd walked into our sixth grade class, so many years ago.
So what kind of person am I? My best friend is dying, and it's
awful--but my heart still aches for his girl. I hate myself for
thinking beyond Andy's death and whether there could ever be a future for Emily and I, but I can't help it.
I'm in love with her.
Out of Reach was a heart wrenching story. I felt every
single feeling the characters felt. The story was a love and friendship.
Andy is dying and it sucks. He is young and so much life ahead of him.
Emily is his loving girlfriend and has to sit back and watch him die. And then
there is Seth. He is Andy’s best friend since they were eight. He is so loyal
and was there for Andy during his illness. BUT Seth was in love with Emily and
had been since he first laid eyes on her. Emily with Andy’s though and he held
his feelings in.
Andy doesn’t want to die in a hospital so he rents a great
house and brings Seth and Emily with him. He makes them carry out some of his
bucket list. Some of these scenes were awesome. They were so fun to read and I
thought was a genius way to make his friends have fun even though he was sick.
There were parts of this book that I felt right down to my
core. I cried. I PM’d the author telling her she is evil and better put me back
together again.
The writing was great as I was able to put myself in Emily’s
shoes throughout the whole book. Even when it was Seth or Andy’s POV. If you are looking for a heartbreaking, ugly
cry book, pick up Out of Reach. Missy Johnson tears you apart but puts you back
together again.
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks he's a dog...you get the picture).
When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.





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