Title: The Song Remains The Same
Reading level: Adult
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Size: 304 pages
Release Date: April 12th 2012
Stand Alone or Series: Stand Alone
Source: Publicist in exchange for an honest review
First Line: “Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. My eyelids feel like anchors.”
One of only two survivors of a plane crash, Nell Slattery wakes in the hospital with no memory of the horrific experience-or who she is, or was. Now she must piece together both body and mind, with the help of family and friends, who have their own agendas. She filters through photos, art, music, and stories, hoping something will jog her memory, and soon, in tiny bits and pieces, Nell starts remembering. . . .
It isn’t long before she learns to question the stories presented by her mother, her sister and business partner, and her husband. In the end, she will discover that forgiving betrayals small and large will be the only true path to healing herself-and to finding happiness.
I was captivated the moment I picked up this story. I was drawn in right alongside Nell, and felt for her as every new relationship was introduced, torn down and rebuilt…Just as she was rebuilding her own life and memories. One can’t help but root for her…because she could be any one of us.
We come to realize that this isn’t as simple a proposition as it may seem. A missing memory makes it all too easy for people to pick and choose what they want you to know…what they want you to remember…and this makes finding her way in a world with no memories all the more difficult for Nell.
She also struggles with her desire to take this opportunity, take this fresh start, to remake herself. Though without a clear line on who she was…she finds herself falling back into the same patterns that she followed before the crash.
I loved the issues that this novel explored. The questions raised about how forgiveness and kindness can re-shape our relationships. And about how we can possibly let go of our histories and strive to be different and hopefully better people-or at the least, people who live for ourselves and not for the ghosts of our pasts.
Can we eventually break free? Or is it true that The Song Remains the Same??
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