Because what I didn’t realize was that Jamie bruised my heart that first day we met, when he literally ran into me, and every time I’d seen him since then, it had been like jabbing that bruise with granite fingers. “I realized that I loved him, I realized that he loved me, but that wasn’t enough. Tears galore, I’m sure there was snot involved, so basically I looked beautiful, because crying like an idiot will do that to a person. But by the time I read the last page in the last chapter, there was no hope left for me, I was done for. Many deep breaths later and I was not okay, but could move on. There were a few times when I thought I was bound to, a few times my eyes watered, because of those blasted indoor allergies getting me, but the tears never fell. I held strong while read this story and never actually cried. I was an emotional mess and spent a few minutes just staring at the cover. The ending of A Love Letter to Whiskey killed me. Speak of that last page, I’m going to start with the ending. Still, no one warned me that once a whiskey girl, always a whiskey girl.” I couldn’t deny the way he burned, the way his taste lingered. “Jamie was whiskey, that much I was sure of. So sorry, for whoever tries to decipher this, I’m still in knots over this book even though it’s been days since I finished the last page. A bit pile of messy letters and words and feeling that don’t really make sense but are here nonetheless. I feel like I need to apologize in advance because this review is most likely just going to be a jumbled mess. Buy it here: Amazon US | Amazon CA | Amazon UK | No, to tell this story right, we need to go back. It was just me - the alcoholic, pretending like I didn’t want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn’t make me crave him any less. It was just him - the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation - it was just us. Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. It’s crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you’ve been sober for so long. Genres: Adult, Friends to Lovers, Romance Published by Kandi Steiner on October 13, 2016 A Love Letter to Whiskey by Kandi Steiner
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