On Monday, some friends and I went to the beach. We were having a jolly time, laying in the sand, eating too much junk food, blasting music in the car with the windows down, and just enjoying each others company. When, all of the sudden, I see a sign on the side of a building that announced itself as a bookstore. I asked my friends, “Can we please go in?” They all kind of rolled their eyes but followed me into the quaint, Seaside bookshop. There weren’t too many books (it was by no means a Barnes & Noble), but it was the perfect spot to find a treasure. There were all sorts of books I wanted, but one stood out to me. A red cover, under the “best seller” section. Me Before You was something I have wanted to read for awhile. To be honest, I didn’t know much about it, but I did know it was a book I wanted. So I bought it. And that, my friends, is the story of how I catapulted myself into a tragic love story, typical in some ways, atypical in others, that left me happy, sad, angry, and humored.
I read Me Before You by Jojo Moyes the next day, Tuesday. I read all 370 (or so) pages. I have been in a terrible reading slump and, all summer, I have only finished reading one book, though I have started many. I was hoping this would help get me out of that slump, so I could enjoy the last month of my summer with a hefty stack of books I’ve been meaning to read. Well, I must say, Me Before You certainly didn’t disappoint.
Me Before You follows a 26 year old girl named Lou. She loses her job and is on the hunt, trying to find something suitable. She lands a job as a caregiver for a quadriplegic. He has limited movement in one of his arms, but cannot move his legs or other arm. They hate each other. He loathes her company and makes it known by being rude toward her. But of course, the story wouldn’t be interesting if that is how it progresses and ends. I’m not going to go into more as not to spoil those who haven’t read it or seen the movie. All I’m going to say is that I loved the book! I highly recommend it! There is some language (around 7 F-bombs) and sexual references, but nothing too, too bad. There is a sensitive topic, one that you may agree with or disagree with. If you get offended easily or are sensitive to the topic of suicide, I would caution against this book. However, if you’re not, and have been meaning to read it, and haven’t yet, I would say to find it at the library, buy it, get your hands on it somehow, and read it.