~Ebook gifted to Kris & Vik Book Therapy Cafe in exchange for an honest review.~
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.
Wow how to start this review…
This book came to me like a beacon of light into needed in my life at the time. My friend was going thorough a similar situation as the main character Laney. However we were waiting on test results to see if her lump was cancerous or not. She got the results of those tests the day I finished the book. In my friend’s case though her results came back negative, thank God!
This book just so breathtakingly beautiful. I learned so much about breast cancer. Not the technically of it, but about how it affects it’s victim and their loved ones. With my friend waiting anxiously for her test results, I was waiting right there with her. I could relate to Laney’s friends and family because I was worried constantly for my friend. I knew how helpless Laney’s best friend Mia felt, trying to offer a comfort you don’t know if you can promise.
I fell in love with Levi from the first page to the last page. He’s literally perfection personified. I want to marry him and have his babies and teach them all to be like their daddy. He was loving, kind, gorgeous, and sexy as all get out! Plus does the man know his way around the bedroom! Jesus that mouth.
To say that you need a box of tissues would be a huge understatement. I was already through box one by the end of the prologue. By the time I finished this book, I knew the Costco staff by name. I was so honored to have read Laney’s story. This book taught me that no matter the results, the outcome is always the same, fight. I encourage everyone to read this story, you will not regret it. And trust me on the tissues.
“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?”
“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.”
K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that order.
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