Infinite Dolls by Emalynne Wilder
Synopsis:
My heart still beats despite its quietness. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes.
Everly Brighton's expected to die before her twenty-first birthday, at the hands of a rare medical condition. Under the watchful eye of her father more is being stolen from her than years. Everly longs for connection and freedom she has never been allowed due to her dad's controlling routine. Time ticking away she begins to defy his rules and make up her own. One star-crossed meeting grants Everly her greatest desire when she befriends Callum Trovatto, a grief-stricken med student needful of his own blissful upswing in the wake of his mother's death.
INFINITE DOLLS is a story of grief, faith, and how the power of deep-rooted love encourages living in the preciousness of Now.
Excerpt:
I stared at her fingers as she traced patterns on my notebook, trying to place my attention on something that would keep me awake. She wore a blue dress with small sunflower print, showing more skin than I had seen before. Her legs were bare, the dress stopped at her knees when she first she entered class, and when she sat, hiked to her black-and-blue bruised thighs. A white cardigan hid her arms, and I put my attention there, trying to imagine what her bare shoulders would look like, how soft that skin would be to circle with my thumbs. Her hair was a wild mess. She was a work of art. And I . . . I was a poor, tired, dead fool.
"What?" she said.
"Nothing." But I couldn't stop staring.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She glanced away for a moment. "Why do you always look at me like that?"
She pulled my attention forward. "How do I look at you?"
"Like you're scared of getting caught."
That amused me.
"I'm not scared of getting caught."
"But you are scared of something."
Silence.
She tried again. "My father?"
"I'm not scared of your father, either."
I stared down at my laptop, and tried to keep adding notes from our group. Everly turned quiet, and I glanced up to find her face sullen. She traced patterns with her fingertips across the top of her desk, thinking I was not going to answer. Timothy called out our five minute warning, but she still didn't look up.
"I'm not scared of your father," I repeated. "I'm scared of how beautiful you are."
Review:
Infinite Dolls is a different and unique story and it moves you in an unusual way. When I first started reading this book, I didn't expect the waterworks to flow. Be prepared!
This is a story of a young man in medical school who meets a young woman with a rare genetic disorder and they fall in love. This story is simply amazing and inspiring. This is a book about faith and having faith, but also about finding peace. The overall meaning of this book seems to be to allow things happen as they may. If they were meant to be then thats how it will be.
This book is Callum Trovatto's story about a girl who he falls in love with and has taught him to believe and care about people rather than being your typical doctor. Everly Anne is going to die from this disease sooner or later so she lives life to the fullest that she can. She brings light into the place where Callum's mother once used to and brings him out of the dark hole he was in from his mothers death. Callum knows he will one day loose Everly, but he chooses to keep the light and experience it regardless of what is to come. She is his peach. The light to his darkness that consumed him all those years.
I really enjoyed this book and would highly recommend this to anyone. I can't believe this is Emalynne Wilder's first book! The writing style was awesome! Like stated before this is a sad book, but along with the sadness, you will laugh and not regret reading this heartfelt book. This is a romance book that shows true passion and heartfelt.
I recieved an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest opinion.
Rating: 5/5
Website: http://www.emalynnewilder.com
~~About the Author~~
I stared at her fingers as she traced patterns on my notebook, trying to place my attention on something that would keep me awake. She wore a blue dress with small sunflower print, showing more skin than I had seen before. Her legs were bare, the dress stopped at her knees when she first she entered class, and when she sat, hiked to her black-and-blue bruised thighs. A white cardigan hid her arms, and I put my attention there, trying to imagine what her bare shoulders would look like, how soft that skin would be to circle with my thumbs. Her hair was a wild mess. She was a work of art. And I . . . I was a poor, tired, dead fool.
"What?" she said.
"Nothing." But I couldn't stop staring.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She glanced away for a moment. "Why do you always look at me like that?"
She pulled my attention forward. "How do I look at you?"
"Like you're scared of getting caught."
That amused me.
"I'm not scared of getting caught."
"But you are scared of something."
Silence.
She tried again. "My father?"
"I'm not scared of your father, either."
I stared down at my laptop, and tried to keep adding notes from our group. Everly turned quiet, and I glanced up to find her face sullen. She traced patterns with her fingertips across the top of her desk, thinking I was not going to answer. Timothy called out our five minute warning, but she still didn't look up.
"I'm not scared of your father," I repeated. "I'm scared of how beautiful you are."
"What?" she said.
"Nothing." But I couldn't stop staring.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She glanced away for a moment. "Why do you always look at me like that?"
She pulled my attention forward. "How do I look at you?"
"Like you're scared of getting caught."
That amused me.
"I'm not scared of getting caught."
"But you are scared of something."
Silence.
She tried again. "My father?"
"I'm not scared of your father, either."
I stared down at my laptop, and tried to keep adding notes from our group. Everly turned quiet, and I glanced up to find her face sullen. She traced patterns with her fingertips across the top of her desk, thinking I was not going to answer. Timothy called out our five minute warning, but she still didn't look up.
"I'm not scared of your father," I repeated. "I'm scared of how beautiful you are."
Review:
This is a story of a young man in medical school who meets a young woman with a rare genetic disorder and they fall in love. This story is simply amazing and inspiring. This is a book about faith and having faith, but also about finding peace. The overall meaning of this book seems to be to allow things happen as they may. If they were meant to be then thats how it will be.
This book is Callum Trovatto's story about a girl who he falls in love with and has taught him to believe and care about people rather than being your typical doctor. Everly Anne is going to die from this disease sooner or later so she lives life to the fullest that she can. She brings light into the place where Callum's mother once used to and brings him out of the dark hole he was in from his mothers death. Callum knows he will one day loose Everly, but he chooses to keep the light and experience it regardless of what is to come. She is his peach. The light to his darkness that consumed him all those years.
I really enjoyed this book and would highly recommend this to anyone. I can't believe this is Emalynne Wilder's first book! The writing style was awesome! Like stated before this is a sad book, but along with the sadness, you will laugh and not regret reading this heartfelt book. This is a romance book that shows true passion and heartfelt.
I recieved an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest opinion.
Rating: 5/5
Website: http://www.emalynnewilder.com
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