Review: The Time Between by Karen White

 

There is how we were before, and how we are now, and the time between is spent choosing which doors to open, and which to close.

One of the times when I stay up late into the night to finish the book. How can a novel be so heartbreaking and yet so faithful?

Eleanor’s life is about atonement. Once she made a terrible mistake that left her sister in a wheelchair, and since that accident, she does all to gain her forgiveness. Eva understands deep inside that, she’s the one responsible for her own faith and decisions, but it feels easier to blame her sister. Day after day Eleanor carries the weight of responsibility for her family, works two jobs, does the house chores and does not think about herself. She gave up on her dreams and ambitions years ago and doesn’t have hopes about her future.

When her boss Finn offers her to take care of his old aunt, she accepts hoping to spend less time at home. What she didn’t imagine, is that looking after the cynical and unfriendly Helena would change her life. Eleanor could not imagine that this old, contently complaining mocking woman can help her deal with her pain.  In this beach house, on the island of Edisto she was born at and has the best memories of her childhood, Eleanor begins to feel alive again.

Helena has the guilt of her own. In 1944, she and her sister Bernadette escaped Budapest leaving behind the men they loved. For years, Helena kept the secret of what truly happened the night they escaped. When Bernadette accidentally found out the truth, she could not forgive her sister, neither live with it.

I can’t even describe how much I enjoyed this novel. First of all the characters were amazing, to begin with, Helena, who’s playing the role of a complaining old lady, but can’t help laughing when no one’s looking, gentle but fierce inside Eleanor, a wonderful father Finn and adorable girl, loves everything pink; Gigi.

They are so easy to love and connect to, live with them through their troubles and moments of happiness, to feel sorry for, to be angry with, to cry with them and to laugh with them.

For a long time I haven’t read a book that woke up so many emotions in me; laughing hysterically for a couple of times, then crying, laughing again, then crying.

If you’re looking for a hurricane of emotions, you came by the address…

 

There are no completely good or bad people. Everybody makes mistakes, or bad choices. It’s how we live with them that make us the people we are.

Rating: 5/5!!!

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