Anatomy by Dana Schwartz

I remember sitting outside on my back deck, basking in the sun, reading this fantastic book. I raved about it to anyone that would listen. 

“Perhaps you could take only one book with you to read at the gardens. After all, you'll only be there for the afternoon." Hazel choked on her tea. "One book? One book? Now you're being absurd. What if I finish it? Or what if I find it impossibly dull, what then? What am I supposed to read if I either complete the book I brought or I otherwise discover it to be unreadable? It what if it no longer holds my attention? Someone could spill tea on it. There. Think of that. Someone could spill tea on my one book, and then I would be marooned. Honestly, Iona, you must use your head.”

I believe Schwartz created something so special within this book, something that isn't often seen in other books. I don't know what it is, but to me it was like a drug. I honestly had full intentions to recheck it out from the library yesterday, but to my dismay, someone else had discovered this gem.

And if y'all pay attention to my shelves, it's rare that I reread a book. It has to be an immaculate book, one of the books that I prefer to hide inside, that I want to live in the world of. 

“My heart is yours, Hazel Sinnett," Jack said. "Forever. Beating or still.”

This was such a powerful story to me. I don't even know how to describe it. I know I give 5 stars a bit easier than some of my friends but this was one of those five stars where there was no questioning if it deserved it. It 100% did. The story felt alive. I felt like I could walk into it, walk through it and watch the events unfold and that honestly seems to be getting rarer and rarer in the books that I'm reading because I'm in a slump and this is my way of coping

“There’s no hell worse than a world in which I would see you grow old and lose you and then be forced to live another day.”