The First Last Kiss - Ali Harris
This is the story of the narrator, Molly, and the love of her life, Ryan.

This book came dangerously close to getting a mere 3 star rating due to Molly's incessant whining about what her 15 year old self would have thought about her life choices in her 20s. I think it's fair to say that most of our 15 year old selves would be horrified at how our lives turned out. I get that the author was trying to make a point, but Molly kept harping on it. As I approached the halfway point in the book, and had witnessed Molly go from insecure teen, to university, and onto great success in her personal and professional life, it really got old. Personally, I find the opinions of idealistic but clueless 15 year-olds to be irrelevant (although in my case, I might be tempted to agree with my 15 year old self, if I bothered to give her a voice, which I don't because she's irrelevant).

However, the last third of the book redeemed it. Had the earlier whining been a little more toned down, this would have been a 5 star story. I'm not going to say anything else about it because anyone willing to commit to this book should know as little as possible about what happens, because that would lessen the impact. Just keep in mind that as you approach the last quarter of the book, it would be a good idea to budget your time so you can do it all in one sitting, and make sure you have a box of Kleenex by you.

The other problem I had with the book was the ending. It was just too neat. I have thankfully never suffered such a devastating loss, but I can't even begin to imagine how one would recover from it, much less move past it in a mere 5 years. Ryan was Molly's soulmate, her other half, and I understand that he wanted her to live her life, but I would have preferred if at the end she had decided to open herself up to the prospect of getting on with life rather than having completely moved on.