J.A. Redmerski once again recreates that special, intangible something… that intense and enduring connection between two people that makes this story so unforgettable. I felt every moment as Camryn and Andrew unravel the lingering tangles from their past and embark on a journey to define their always. I just can’t get enough of their romance.
When everything falls apart, love remains . . .
THE EDGE OF ALWAYS
Camryn Bennett has never been happier. Five months after meeting on a Greyhound bus, she and her soul mate Andrew Parrish are engaged—and a wedding isn’t the only special event in their future. Nervous but excited, Camryn can’t wait to begin the rest of her life with Andrew – a man she knows in her heart will love her always. They have so much to look forward to—until tragedy blindsides them.
Andrew doesn’t understand how this could happen to them. He’s trying to move on, and thought Camryn was doing the same. But when Andrew discovers Camryn is secretly harboring a mountain of pain and attempting to numb it in damaging ways, there is nothing he won’t do to bring her back to life. Determined to prove that their love can survive anything, Andrew decides to take Camryn on a new journey filled with hope and passion. If only he can convince her to come along for the ride…
“You’re the world to me,” I whisper onto her lips. “I hope you never forget that.”
“I’ll never forget,” she whispers back… “But if I ever do, for whatever reason, I hope you’ll always find a way to remind me.”
It’s supremely difficult to begin reading a sequel when you hold the original novel in such high esteem. Before I commenced, I told myself to avoid over-analysis, and simply experience what the book had to offer. And in doing just that, I enjoyed every well-written minute of it. This story is one that is full of emotion… this sequel is all heart and feeling. It’s about the restlessness of one’s own soul, the disquietude of the heart and finding the road to forever.
In this next chapter of their story and after surviving Andrew’s near-death experience, Camryn and Andrew try to define what’s next for them… what’s home… what feels right. After life on the road, settling down has been, well, unsettling. With so much to look forward to including a wedding to plan, their future is bright. Camryn, however, still searches for that feeling of rightness… the moment where fate bestows that illusive “aha moment” that gives insight to where they should go and what their forever looks like. Gripping onto the happiness before them, she uses that bright spot to keep her moving forward. When tragedy befalls, however, and their world shatters, they both lose their way and succumb to grief. Camryn in particular begins to shut down, retreating into herself, hiding the pain behind a facade of normalcy.
“I feel like Jekyll and Hyde. All the time. When in front of Andrew I put on my happy face, but not as if I’m faking it. I am happy. I think. But the second I’m alone again, it’s like I become someone else. I feel like someone invisible is always standing behind me, flipping a fucking switch inside my brain. Off. On. Off. On. O–no, On.”
It’s evident, even from The Edge of Never, that Camryn deals with pain and loss through compartmentalization and shutting people out. She buries things so deeply that she avoids facing them altogether. This time, however, she not only ignores the pain, she numbs it. Dangerous habits take hold and Andrew, always so in tune to Camryn, becomes significantly concerned.
“My girl was broken. It was scarin’ the shit outta me more every day, the person she was becoming.”
So Andrew does what he does best, which is do whatever it takes to make Camryn happy and life on the road, in the seat of that well-worn Chevelle, has always been the best medicine for their souls.
“This is our life. We met on the road; we grew to know and to love each other on the road. It’s where we were meant to be for however long, and it’s what we’re going to do until it becomes clear that we were meant to do something else.”
It’s during this time that Camryn searches within herself to find her happiness and finally face that deeply buried pain. I think that one of the reasons I love this series so much is because of they love they share. You can really feel the fact that they are soul mates… kindred spirits that love and understand each other so completely. That magic is tough to engender, but with Camryn and Andrew, you feel it spark from the page. This story made me fall in love with Andrew Parrish all over again. Although the story alternates between Andrew and Camryn, I absolutely loved hearing the story unfurl largely through Andrew’s POV. He is so selfless, so giving, so loving that every time he says something so honest and emotionally charged, it just levels me.
I truly believe fans of the original book will love it. Heartfelt and poignant, the story of Camryn and Andrew will always be among my all-time favorites. And let me tell you, it has the most perfect of perfect epilogues! I LOVED IT! It’s what I want an epilogue to be each and every time. I can’t wait to have this book on my top shelf, where my favorite romances sit for me to constantly recall. I love this book. Love this series. Love Camryn and Andrew and hope you will too!
“I feel free with you.” she says. “I feel like I can do anything. Go anywhere. Be anything that I want.”
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“Get up, birthday girl,” Andrew announces from somewhere near the foot of the bed. I hear him slap the tabletop by the window with the palm of his hand repeatedly.
I roll over onto my side, putting my back toward the bright sun and then burrow underneath the sheets. A gust of cold air hits me when Andrew snatches the sheets off me.
“Oh come on!” I moan, drawing my knees toward my chest and pulling the pillow over my head. “I should be able to sleep in on my birthday.”
Suddenly my body is being dragged off the bed and my arms come up wildly, trying to hold on to the edge of the mattress. Andrew’s hand is wrapped firmly around my ankle. I kick and flail, trying to get away, but he drags me across the bed so fast and without much effort that I just give up. My butt hits the floor and the sheets tumble down and around me.
“You are such an ass!” I laugh.
“But you love me. Now get up.”
With my hair all tangled around my head, I look up at him and pout. He smiles at me and reaches out his hand. I take it, and he pulls me into a stand.
“Happy birthday, babe,” he says and pecks me on the lips.