by Jojo Moyes
Fiction, 416 pages
In 1960, Jennifer Stirling awakes from a terrible car crash and doesn’t remember who she is. Nobody tells her exactly what happened and wants her to begin again with cocktail parties that she hosts with her husband. Jennifer searches for clues about who she was and stumbles upon passionate letters asking her to leave her husband. But she has no clue who this mystery person is, since the letters are only signed ‘B’.
It is now 2003, Ellie, a journalist, discovers the lost letters in the achieves. She desires to uncover whether ‘B’ and ‘J’ eventually meet and if she really did leave her husband. Ellie’s own love life is complex as she’s dating a married man and wants more from the relationship, but realizes that it may never happen. Ellie struggles to save her career with these letters and connects to her own life.
The book really does feel like two separate books, since there are drastic differences with the time periods and even the writing itself read differently. I wouldn’t call this book ‘chick lit’, but it does have romantic aspects. I couldn’t stop reading, since I wanted to know what happened. The Last Letter from Your Lover was a fast book with a bit of mystery, romance, missed chances, and forbidden love.
I’ll be at Platform 4 Paddington at 7:15 on Monday evening, and there is nothing in the world that would make me happier than if you found the courage to come with me. I’ll be waiting on the platform from a quarter to seven. Know that you hold my heart, my hopes, in your hands.