The cover got me first.
And then the tagline hooked me:
“I remember my future, but my past is a blank.”
I was intrigued.
Every time London fell asleep her memory erased her past, and she would wake remembering nothing of the day before, or the day before that …
She coped by making copious notes about what had happened, and what she would need to know the next day. And with the support of her mother and her best friend.
London did have some memory. She could remember events from the future. She knew what would happen, though she couldn’t understand how and why.
A wonderful concept. Not necessarily one that would stand up to too much analysis, and one that could pull you around in endless circles if you thought about it too much, but that didn’t matter.
I was charmed by London, who accepted her extraordinary situation and just got on with things. Her spirit and her fortitude were quite wonderful. And I like her.
I enjoyed her creator’s simple, natural writing, and I was intrigued by the storylines that were opening up.
London’s best friend, Jamie, was involved with a most unsuitable man. London could remember that it all would go horribly wrong. Of course she tried to warn her, and of course that wasn’t appreciated. I could see both girls’ point of view, and I was sorry that I couldn’t sort things out for them.
Luke, London’s new boyfriend, was lovely, but she worried that she had no memory of him in her future. I was disappointed, because I like Luke and his relationship with London was progressing beautifully. It felt right.
And London learned from her notes that her mother was not being honest with her about the past. She couldn’t understand why, but she was going to find out. I could see that London’s mother loved her daughter, that did so much for her, and that she must have had reasons, but I was so curious.
There was so much that London wanted to understand. Her missing past and a remembered future that she couldn’t understand.
All of these strands worked together beautifully, and there was much to enjoy as the plot unfolded. So many emotions, so many revelations and some lovely twists.
And, although the concept was extraordinary, every detail rang true. Every character, every relationship, every situation …
London’s story was clever and it was involving. I had to keep turning the pages, and I always had to read just one more chapter.
As the ending approached the revelations came thick and fast and events moved so quickly. A little too quickly for me.
But it was the right ending. There were a few loose ends, but sometimes life is like that. It was the right time to leave.
I’d enjoyed a lovely debut novel, aimed at young adults but very readable for grown ups, and now I am very interested in finding out what Cat Patrick will write next.