Will the stars align for Cassandra and Lawrence in Renee Collins' sweeping contemporary romance with a dash of 1920's glamour
Country clubs and garden parties. The last thing Cassandra wants is to spend the summer before her senior year marooned in a snooty Massachusetts shore town. Cass craves drama and adventure, which is hard when she just feels stuck.
But when a dreamy stranger shows up on her family's private beach, claiming that it is his property-and that the year is 1925-Cass is swept into a mystery a hundred years in the making. As she searches for answers in the present, Cass discovers a truth that thrusts Lawrence's life into jeopardy. It won't matter which century he is from if he won't live to see tomorrow.
Desperate to save the boy who's come to mean everything to her, Cassandra must find a way to change history...or risk losing Lawrence forever.
"Until We Meet Again is tragically beautiful with twists you won't see coming."-Martina Boone, author of Compulsion and the Heirs of Watson Island trilogy
"A beach house, a mystery, and time-travel love make Until We Meet Again a romantic, engaging read."-Deb Caletti, National Book Award Finalist for Honey, Baby, Sweetheart
"I didn't want it to end."-Kasie West, author of The Fill-In Boyfriend
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Until We Meet Again
By Renee Collins
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Date: July 8.
Days at my mom and stepdad's new summer home: 22
Hours spent at the froufrou country club: 0
Hours spent on the fancy private beach: 0
Hours spent lying on the couch bemoaning my lack of a life: somewhere in the 100s.
Number of times Mom has told me to make some new friends and stop moping around: also somewhere in the 100s.
To paraphrase Shakespeare: Oh, for a muse of fire to convey how utterly and completely bored I am.
Given the circumstances, it should be clear that I have no choice but to try to sneak into my neighbors' yard and swim in their pool at 2:00 a.m.
My two accomplices are less than ideal. Travis Howard and Brandon Marks are local royalty of this ritzy, historic neighborhood slapped on the coast of Massachusetts's North Shore. Both have the classic all-American look — tall, sparkling blue eyes, and a crop of blond hair that's been gelled to scientific levels of perfection. But given the circumstances, they'll have to do.
Brandon can barely keep pace as we cut along the tailored brush that adorns the Andersons' back fence. Maybe because he's too busy shooting nervous glances behind us.
"We're being followed," he says.
Travis and I exchange a look.
"Chill out, dude," Travis says.
I sigh. "Seriously. I didn't pack my smelling salts, so try not to faint."
Travis holds out his fist for a bump.
Brandon is resolute. "At the very least, we're being watched. You think these people don't have security cameras?"
"No clue," I say brightly.
"Well, that's reassuring."
I probably should have come on my own. Trouble is, I need a pair of hands to boost me over the fence. My little brother, Eddie, couldn't do it, since he's three. And for obvious reasons, I couldn't ask Mom or Frank. That left the only other person I know here: Travis.
He and I met at a garden party. How bourgeois is that? I was so bored, I was ready to claw my eyes out. Then I saw this crazy guy doing a chair dance, to the utter shock of the local hens, and I decided he might be okay. Travis is pretty cool. He reminds me a little of my friend Jade back in Ohio — a delightful troublemaker. Having Travis's buddy Brandon tagging along, however, has proved to be an unwelcome change of plans.
It's late, but humidity still hangs in the air. Not as oppressive as during the day, but enough to make the hair against my neck damp. Crickets chirp loudly in the surrounding brush, which makes me uneasy somehow, as if their incessant noise will draw attention to us. As if they're crying, "Look! Look! Look! Look!" to some unseen guard. Brandon's nerves must be contagious.
Luckily, I spy the edge of the fence before I can dwell on my uneasiness for too long.
"We made it," I say.
Gripping the bars, I look for a good spot to grab midway up. Travis helps me with the inspection.
"Right over here," he says, motioning. "The ground's a little higher on the other side, and those bushes will break your fall."
"Nice," I say, impressed. "You have a lot of experience breaking in to private property?"
"Yeah, except we usually go for cash and high-value items. Breaking in to go swimming should be a nice change of pace." I smirk and he gives me a Mr. Teen USA wink.
"All right then," I say. "Hoist me up."
Brandon steps in between us. "Are we seriously doing this? You know, your stepdad's house has a huge private beach. If you want to swim so badly, can't we go there?"
"You're missing the point, Brandon."
"You never explained the point."
"Only a fool asks to understand that which cannot be grasped," I say, pretending to quote some ancient philosopher.
Travis blinks. "Dude. That was deep."
"I know, right?" I turn back to Brandon. "See? He gets it."
"This is really stupid," Brandon says, unamused.
I pull out my phone. "So, I guess you don't want to be in the group shot then?"
Travis comes to my side and puts his arm around me. "Sweet! Selfie time."
I hold out my phone, and he and I make an overly enthusiastic thumbs-up pose.
Brandon folds his arms impatiently across his chest. "Can we get on with this?"
"Well, look who's eager to have some fun," I say, giving him a hearty slap on the back. "About time you came aboard."
Brandon shakes his head and holds out his interlocked hands. Travis stands across from him. Together, they form the perfect ladder. Pushing off of their shoulders, I reach for the top of the fence. One push and my leg tips over the edge.
"Got it!" I shout. Perched on the top of the wall, I survey my target. The pool is lit, even with the Andersons away for the week, and it gleams an appealing turquoise blue in the dark night. If I had time and my stuff, I'd paint the scene. For now, however, an immersive, performance-art type of scenario will have to suffice.
"Let's do this," I say, hopping onto the grass below. I land firmly on my feet and unlatch the side gate.
Brandon remains frozen at the threshold. "Cass ..."
"Let me guess. You don't think this is such a good idea."
Travis laughs. "Seriously, dude, don't be such a pansy."
He starts through the gate when Brandon grabs his arm. "Trav. You know why we can't."
Travis says nothing, but a shadow crosses his expression. I frown.
When Travis doesn't reply, Brandon exhales. "We could go to jail."
"Oh, don't be so dramatic — "
"No, seriously. We're both ... kind of on probation."
He officially has my attention. "Explain."
Travis shakes his head. "It's not that big of a deal. Brandon's freaking out."
"Then tell me," I say.
His eyes shift away from mine. "It was me and Brandon and some of the guys from the lacrosse team. One night a few weeks ago, we were a little drunk. It was late. And we sort of ... broke into a liquor store."
Brandon scrambles to explain before I can react. "It wasn't my idea. We never would have done it — it was really stupid, okay? Anyway, we got caught, but Austin's dad pulled some strings and got us off with a warning."
I nod slowly. "I see. So, you got Daddums to skirt the law for you?"
"It's not like that," Travis says, but I can tell he's really embarrassed.
Brandon sighs. "I can't get into trouble. I've got a lacrosse scholarship on the line, and my parents would murder me if I screwed that up. Trav's the same."
I'm not sure which is more irritating, the sham justice system in these ritzy areas or the fact that there's actually a legitimate reason to cut our little excursion short.
I fold my arms. "So after all this, we're leaving?"
"I never said that," Travis says, defensive.
Brandon glares. "Don't be an idiot, Trav. It's not worth it."
I can tell by the look Brandon gives Travis that he actually means I'm not worth it. Irritation flares up in me.
"Well, I haven't come all this way to wuss out now. You boys and your lacrosse scholarships are free to go back home."
"Fine," Brandon says. "I'm out of here."
He storms off without a glance back. Travis lingers, but I can tell he's seen the error of his ways and wants to go as well.
"Go ahead and leave," I say. "I'm over the fence. I don't need you anymore."
Travis sighs. "Brandon's right. We should probably get out of here."
I plant my fists on my waist. "Nope. I'm going to swim."
"Seriously, go. I can take it from here."
"I'm not leaving you alone at two in the morning. It isn't safe."
I laugh. "How very gallant, Travis."
"I'm serious. It isn't safe."
With only a smile, I turn and head for the pool. He calls my name in a sharp whisper, but I ignore him.
Little garden lights illuminate the path and surround the flagstone patio. The pool shimmers. You've got to hand it to the Andersons. They have a nice place here.
I circle the pool thoughtfully, then dip one toe in the water. "Ideal temperature."
No simple entrance into the pool will do. It's got to be diving board or nothing. With determination, I march to the elaborate diving area and grip the ladder.
Travis calls my name again. I glance over my shoulder with a sigh. He's in the shadows by the shrubs.
"You're crazy," he whisper-yells.
"Guilty as charged, Travis, my dear." I blow him a kiss and climb the diving-board ladder. My nerve ends tingle as I approach the long plank. It's a stupid little thing, but I feel more alive now than I have all summer.
"Okay. Here goes nothing. One ... two ..."
The porch lights snap on with the fury of midday sun. It startles me so much that I throw my arms up to block it and almost fall backward into the pool.
"All right, kids," a man's voice booms. "Fun's over."
Who knew an À1/4ber rich, gated community would have twenty-four-hour guards on staff? Oh wait. I knew. I just didn't care.
A big man in a bouncer-type jacket strides in by the side of the deck, right near where I entered. To my left, Travis flattens against the house, trapped. If he runs, the guard will notice for sure.
The beam of a high-powered flashlight blasts in my face.
"Get down from there."
I shoot a look to the gently rippling pool water, then to Travis, then back to the guard. He's clearly not in the mood to screw around.
Something about this situation feels so symbolic of this whole summer. There I was, about to plunge into that film internship in New York. Or go to Paris with Jade. Or maybe the acting camp. I hadn't really decided. Either way, I was ready to start living and get out of Nowhereville, Ohio. And what happens?
Mom and Frank get the crazy idea to rent a beach house in Massachusetts. And because Frank can work remotely with his finance job, they don't rent it for a week like a normal family. They rent it for the entire summer. And of course, they insist on dragging me and Eddie down with them. To sit on my butt all day and to go to garden luncheons.
"Where are the two guys I saw you with?" the guard calls out.
Cameras. Of course there are cameras. The beam of the flashlight cuts from me to scan the yard. Travis's whole body tenses, and guilt washes over me. As much as I initially wrote him off as a rich jock, I actually kind of like the guy. He's been cool and willing to play along with my ridiculous little shenanigans. I can't let him suffer serious, long-lasting consequences.
Meeting Travis's eyes, I mouth the word "go" and then wave to the security guard with both arms. "It's just me, big guy. Me all by my lonesome."
The flashlight snaps up to me. My pulse races. What I'm doing, I'm not exactly sure. But the recklessness feels good.
"I thought I saw someone else," the guard says.
He starts to pull the light away to search the yard. I have to act quickly. Drawing in a breath, I pull my sundress over my head and toss it on the patio. For a single, humiliating moment, the guard's flashlight illuminates my red bra and underwear for all the world to see. Travis better be halfway home by now.
The guard's voice is calm but laden with warning. "Miss ..."
"Last one in the water's a rotten egg!"
Drawing in a breath, I give one good bounce on the diving board, leap into the air, form the perfect swan position, and plunge into the water.CHAPTER 2
Few things can compare to the humiliation of standing on your doorstep at 2:00 a.m., dripping wet, with a security guard holding your arm. As he knocks, I'm suddenly not sure which is worse, facing jail time or Mom's wrath.
In a rare stroke of luck, it's Frank who answers. He's blinking groggily, his hair mussed from sleep.
"Cass?" he says, frowning with confusion. "What is this?"
The guard releases his grip on my arm, presenting me for the slaughter. "Your stepdaughter thought it would be a fun idea to go for a swim in the Andersons' pool tonight."
Frank blinks, still trying to wake up, and stares at his watch. I shift uncomfortably in place.
"It was an accident. I was confused. I was ... sleepwalking."
The guard shoots Frank a grimace, but Frank says nothing. After an excruciating pause, he sets a hand on the security guard's arm.
"Thank you for bringing her back ..." He reads the security guard's name tag. "Jim. I certainly appreciate it. I can take it from here."
The guard grimaces. "I ought to bring her in. We take trespassing very seriously in these parts."
Frank nods. "As you should. And I can assure you, her mother and I will not let this go unpunished."
The guard's frown deepens. "I don't know ..."
Frank smiles warmly. "Tell you what, Jim. You turn her over to us, with the promise that she'll be thoroughly taken to task, and in the morning, I'll talk to Mike Anderson about getting you the weekend off. We can have Braden cover for you."
My throat tightens. This can either go very well or very, very bad.
The guard analyzes Frank, silently weighing the pros and cons of his next move. But then, in seemingly slow motion, he nods and gives me a little push forward.
"If it happens again — if anything like this happens again — she's in for it."
I could explode from sheer relief.
Frank gives the guard's arm a friendly squeeze. "Much appreciated, Jim."
Smiling cheerfully, he escorts me into the house and shuts the door. The smile drops as he turns to me.
"I can explain," I rush to say.
"Tomorrow. You can and will explain everything in the morning. Right now, I suggest you go put on some dry clothes and try to get some sleep."
My face burns with shame at how nice he's being about all this. "Thanks, Frank."
He waves my words away with a half smile and shuffles back toward his room. I make my way to mine with a sinking feeling. Mom's going to kill me when she finds out.
* * *
Phase One of my Punishment Reduction Plan involves Eddie. By the time I wake up, it's past ten, and by now I know Frank has told Mom what went down last night. The relative quiet coming from downstairs is a bad sign. They're talking about me, waiting for me to emerge. I need an adorable little boy to soften the blow.
Creeping on tiptoe, I make my way to the playroom first. Eddie is nowhere to be seen. Not in his room either. That leaves only two other places: either he's with Mom and Frank, or he's watching cartoons in the den. Hoping for the latter, I slip downstairs.
Low but tense voices drift in from the dining room. Still talking about me. Clenching my jaw, I edge my way to the den.
Eddie is sitting crossed-legged on the couch, watching his favorite cartoon about an orphaned robot alien and his robot puppy. He looks up as I come in. He's unreasonably cute. It's lucky, really. I had the typical preteen issues when Mom got remarried. Don't get me wrong, for everyone's sanity, it was the right thing for my parents to get divorced, but I definitely had my issues when Frank came into the picture. And then Eddie was born, and slowly I began to realize how we'd work as a family. So much so that I can't imagine life if Frank hadn't come along. Eddie is the glue that holds us all together. Smiling, I plop down at his side.
"Hey, buddy. Can I watch your show with you?"
Eddie points to his chest with a chubby toddler finger. "I be the robot. You be the puppy."
"Fair deal." I nestle beside him, and he pets my hair.
I make my best dog sound and sniff Eddie's face, which smells distinctly of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
"That tickles!" he says, laughing.
I give his cheek a quick kiss and then lay my head next to his little shoulder. "Puppy is nervous. Puppy thinks Mommy Dog is mad at her."
Eddie pets my head again. "Don't worry, Puppy. Mommy Dog is nice."
Ah, the safe, easy world of a kid. Almost makes me wish I could go back to being three again, when things were so simple.
"You okay in there, buddy?"
Mom's voice makes me sit up, and a moment later, she steps into the doorway. When she sees me, her arms immediately cross over her chest. She's calm but prepared. This isn't going to go well for me.
"So you're up," she says. "Have a good sleep?"
I pull my arm around Eddie. "Yep. Just playing a little robot alien and puppy with my bro."
"Cassandra. Kindly make your way into the dining room. We're going to have a talk."
"Why can't we talk in here?" I know they won't be as hard on me in front of Eddie.
In response, Mom raises a single eyebrow in that "I mean business" way. Sighing, I slide from the couch.
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This book is so good. I could totally understand how the characters were feeling throughout the book. I LOVE this book. It was so well written. Though I don't usually read sad books, I really loved this book. (I cried at the end) LOL
Very touching...haven't felt so much emotion since the divergent series
This book is absolutely breathtaking. Even after you have closed the book, the story just sticks with you. It has definitely become one of my favorites. I can see myself rereading this book very soon because I want to relive this story again.
The storyline was very different. I really liked the mystery who done it aspect. Cassandra and Lawrence's relationship was very sweet. The only complaint for me would be the ending. I felt like the ending was incomplete, I don't want to give too much away but the ending made me feel like I wasted my time reading the whole book for it to end the way it did.
Enjoyed this book immensely! The message is so clear: Love is so powerful and shared with the right person, will last forever! Both of your books are great, awesome job, Renee Beautiful descriptions of beach, moon and water-felt like I could taste, see, smell and hear everthing the characters did!
One of the best books ive ever read. The book actually made want to cry because the emotions felt so real.
Wow, was my first thought after finishing this book, through the tears and the heartbreaking ending which I'd hoped wasn't going to happen but in hindsight was inevitable, I came to realise just how beautiful and intense Until We Meet Again is, filled with mystery and intrigue this is one book that will stick with me for quite some time to come. I'm a sucker for stories that feature characters out of time, through some unexplainable occurence the past and the present collide, in this case Lawrence from 1925 and Cassandra from 2015, both living in the same house at the same time decades apart, until they find each other on the private beach connected to the house, it's there that they fall in love, despite the fact that in the back of their minds they know they'll have to say goodbye at some point, knowing they'll never see one another ever again. I don't want too say much so I don't spoil the story, because there is another plotline to do with these two that isn't mentioned in the synopsis which is better for the reader to find out themselves, it adds a bit extra to the story that will have you biting your nails anxiously awaiting the outcome. All in all there is nothing bad that I can say about this book, I thoroughly enjoyed it, from the gorgeous cover to the very well written story there is a lot to love, I enjoyed the characters immensely, the plot was fast paced and extremely enjoyable, aside from the ending which I can understand was written the way it was but none the less had me crying this book was perfect. One of my favorite books of the year, definitely add Until We Meet Again to your TBR, you won't be sorry.
This was definitely a YA, but I think it would be interesting for an adult as well. For the most part, it held my interest, but I think there were some parts that could have been left off. I was pretty sure that they were meeting on the beach, so I think several of those meetings could have been left off, unless they were doing something different. Other than that, I thought it was a good story that would appeal to both groups that I mentioned earlier. This is a love story, a mob story and a backstabbing story and you will not believe who does the backstabbing. All in all, I very much enjoyed the book. I had planned to read just a little bit and then go to sleep. Well, I ended up reading it all. I just HAD TO KNOW! Thanks Sourcebooks and Net Galley for providing me with this free e-galley in exchange for an honest review. I recommend this to all ages.
4.5 stars! This was a fun and enjoyable novel. I loved the time travel aspect that was quite different and spectacular. I really liked the marvelous relationship between Cassandra and Lawrence and how they learn more about each other's life. This was an adorable contemporary romance novel that I would definitely recommend!
I wish there was more to this story. I breezed through it in only two days and cried at the end.
I really enjoyed this book. Catches your attention from very early on and keeps you anxious to see what's happening. Very sweet love story perfectly entangled with mystery and time travel. You can't help but smile as you read the last words of the novel.
I want to thank Sourcebooks Fire for providing me with a copy of this book to read and give an honest review. Receiving this book for free has in no way altered my opinion or review. When I first saw the cover of this book, I was fascinated. Just on that alone I wanted to read it. It is totally gorgeous. Then there was a time travel aspect in the blurb and I was hooked. I love a good time travel book! Cassandra is stuck in a boring beach town for the summer. While she craves drama, she hasn't found what she really wants in this town. One night she meets a boy on the beach, and her life changes forever. Lawrence is everything she dreamed of in a boy. But when they agree to meet out on the street after their encounter, and he doesn't show, she starts to lump him in with every other boy her age. That is until they figure out they are both traveling to some mixed universe on the beach. One where people from both their universes can see them both, despite the fact that Lawrence says he's living in 1925. Cassandra is an ok character. She's nothing to write home about. I liked her enough but she didn't WOW me. I wanted her to be more forthcoming with her family. I also felt like she let people step all over her, and I really wanted her to stand up for herself. Finally, all the things she did to defy her parents she got away with too easily. Lawrence was a nice character, but I will say I had a hard time really truly understanding him. There are so many more chapters in Cassandra's POV then his, it was hard to really get to know him. I will say I wasn't hugely thrilled with the romance in this book. it was just ok for me, with a little too much insta-love to really make me stand behind it. I wanted more of a build up, but I can see the author didn't have much to work with seeing as the main characters could only meet on the beach if they wanted to be together. The story line is interesting. For the first half of the book it's really about the two characters figuring out exactly how they are able to see each other and how they can make it stick. When that's finally resolved, Cassandra stumbles across something that will change Lawrence's life forever, and she's determined to make sure things don't end they way history has presented them. But messing with the time continuum never comes out right and things change in both their universes as they plot to change the course of time. Overall, the book was enjoyable, but I would not put it up there with the best time travel book ever. I kind of wish there had been more to the characters' relationship with each other. I also wanted to see more of Lawrence's world.
Until We Meet Again wasn't in my radar until some glowing early reviews started to appear, reading the synopsis I was more than intrigued by it a romance with time travel AND a mystery, hell yeah sign me up. Unfortunately, this was one of those cases of it's not you, it's me books. The thing that most worked for me was the writing, despite I knowing very early on that this would probably not be a me book I still kept reading and never really felt an urge to DNF it. The pacing of the story also worked really well, we have a murder mystery and a romance to be developed and Collins manages to gives us enough information so to keep us interested on the story and eager to get to the ending to figure everything out. We have two POV's, Cassandra's (which is the main one) and Lawrence's (usually really short and occasional). Cassandra is a typical angst teenager until she sees a stranger on the beach (Lawrence), them her life gains a purpose (with the mystery to solve) and I just can't, using romance as character development just isn't enough, she supposedly was so many depth to Lawrence because she is "different" and I didn't get, was she different because she was bored? And Lawrence, wow that boy was overdone on the perfect boyfriend machine, he comes from a rich family but isn't a snob and doesn't want to follow his father footsteps, oh no he wants to be a poet! And guess who his muse is? That's right, Cassandra! Maybe this sounds like a perfect romance to you, and it was quite nice but that is it, it was nice and fluffy and extremely cheese - so much that sometimes I thought I would be sick. The secondary characters were just really black or white, if someone was bad (we have some mob and really bad guys here) you could see from a mile afar. The way everything happened in this story also made me question either this was really an YA book, because everything was so... Childish and predictable. There was things, like the last few chapters, that I think were supposed to be life or death, heart pounding scenes that ended up just reading like a dramatic telenovela (well, I think all telenovelas are dramatic). Overall this wasn't a bad book, I think it can be perfect to some people and/or depending on your humor, for me this was a disappointment - I think the story could have worked a little bit more on bringing more flawed characters and realistic scenes so that this would have felt more like a story being told and not just a entertainment read.
**Thank you so much to Sourcebooks Fire for allowing me to read this in exchange for an honest review!** Until We Meet Again follows two characters: Cassandra and Lawrence. One night, Cassandra goes out to her beach during a party and she meets a boy named Lawrence who claims that he's from 1925, while Cassandra is from 2015. The two of them begin to fall for each other, though since Cassandra is from the future, she can't help herself but to look him up. After finding out how he dies, she doesn't know how she can possibly keep it a secret anymore. I found this story really intriguing because I love time travel. On top of that, after reading, I found that this was a very unique form of time travel as well. No character was time traveling on purpose. They each simply walked into their backyards near the water and managed to be able to see each other due to a reason that is revealed near the end of the novel. It was rather wonderful. I loved Lawrence and Cassandra together. They were so sweet and magical. I also really liked how Lawrence seriously did speak like he was from the 20's. Collins definitely did her research when it came to her characters. I found the ending to be entirely bittersweet. I knew that something like that had to happen, but it still made me so sad, yet incredibly warm inside at the same time! If you're a fan of time travel and romance, I definitely suggest giving Until We Meet Again a read!
Until We Meet Again by Renee Collins is a young adult paranormal romance. It is the summer before her senior year and Cassandra is forced to spend the summer with her mother and step-father at the Massachusetts North Shore (a rich community on the beach). Cassandra is a bored teenager who would rather be anywhere else. One night she decides to swim in the neighbor’s private pool and is caught by their security guard. She is grounded by her mother. Cassandra has to go to a party that evening (as punishment) and goes out to the beach. She sees a light flash from the moon and then sees Lawrence. He is also avoiding a party in his honor. They gradually discover that they are both living in the same house but many years apart. Lawrence Foster is from 1925 and staying with his uncle, Ned Foster for the summer. The can only meet on this stretch of beach. Why are they able to see each other and how is it happening? Why only this stretch of beach behind the house? Cassandra starts researching Lawrence and his family to find out what happened to him. The more time they spend together, the more they fall in love. Are they destined to be together? Until We Meet Again is a story of two star-crossed lovers. I am afraid that I did not enjoy reading Until We Meet Again. I found Cassandra to overly dramatic and very spoiled. There is really no chemistry between Lawrence and Cassandra (at least none that came across in the novel). I found Until We Meet Again to be very superficial. There is depth to the characters (we never even got Cassandra’s last name). I liked the story idea, but not the final product. The ending was unsatisfactory (and just made me call the book a bunch of twaddle). I give Until We Meet Again 2 out of 5 stars (I like Lawrence and the ghost idea). I received a complimentary copy of Until We Meet Again from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
This is my very first review I have ever written. Out of the more than 20 books I've read this year this one was SO much fun to read! So many books seem redundant with similar plots and endings, but not "Until We Meet Again". Definitely A MUST READ!
i wish there could be more. what a beautiful story.
I really enjoyed this book. This book has wonderful characters and a wonderful plot. I had a hard time putting this book down.
I LOVED it