I finally got a second to sit and read the first chapter and boy do I feel sad. A.J. was so very rude to Amellia, and for me I sense it's because he has decided to dwell in his mourning and alcohol. Twenty-one months he has been a widower, and it seems he has not reconnected to the world outside his bookstore. As much as he says he does not like novels, he seems to have made his life just that. When talking to the officer he speaks as if he is going through the chapters of a Danielle Steele novel. This author has surely grappled with my emotions in this first chapter. A pregnant, youthful, wife who seems has everything to live for, and then dies in an auto accident. Ughhhh..... and now A.J. is getting drunk and visualizes her voice and appearance. It's as though A.J. is living in a numb state. He takes us back to a time he did have fun: pg. 43 (ipad)
"You remember fun, right?" "Dimly," he had said. "Long ago, back before I was a bookseller, back when I had my weekends and my nights to myself, back when I read for pleasure, I recall that there was fun. So, dimly, dimly. Yes." "Let me refresh you memory. Fun is having a smart, pretty, easy wife with whom you get to spend every working day."
Ella, we were posting at the same time about the same thing. Now that is funny! I do find reading fun, like A.J. mentions, although I think he is more or less remembering what he found as fun to him back then. Fun can be different for each individual, and when I can curl up with my favorite afghan, cup of tea, dog snuggled by my feet with a good book...... that is my fun! I don't necessarily need others around me to feel like I am having fun. A.J. is reminiscing about the easy, fun filled, in love, no cares kind of days. Now of course he has his life of loneliness and the responsibility of running Amelia's dream bookstore all by himself, except Molly. I think it shocks him to find out it mattered to him Harvey had died, even though he never saw him as a person of significance or a friend. Isn't it odd how we can not see how a person has a significance in our lives until they are no longer there?
On to chapter 2......