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Release Date: May 14, 2019
Genre: Contemporary (EPIC) Romance
Actual Rating: 5 stars
Wow. What a book! I have been a fan of Emma's work for a while now because she always writes such poignant, unforgettable reads and this book is no different. In fact, it reconfirms why I love her stories so much. She is an amazing storyteller and each and every novel she writes describes an epic kind of love that every woman in this world hopes to find for themselves. Her books (like this one) aren't easy, breezy romances. They are emotional, raw, heartbreaking, and fulfilling. Emma is able to break us down and build us readers back up again in a away that truly touches the heart and soul. I adore her words, which are poetry to me, and highly recommend anything that she writes. In fact, I believe every romance reader should read at least one of the authors novels. Just a small taste.. Because when you do? You will be hooked for life. This my friends is what romances books should be like.
In A Five-Minute Life Emma writes the love story of a woman with amnesia and the man who is able to steal her heart, even when she can't remember. One may assume that the book takes on a bit of a forbidden edge as this man who comes into her life is actually an orderly who works at the sanitarium she is living in, but it doesn't FEEL forbidden. Rather, it feels like FATE for both of them. There are quite a few up's and down's when it comes to their love story (clearly) but the overall message of HOPE is there and you can't help but feel it too. I was rooting for Thea and Jimmy from the moment they locked eyes at the painting and didn't stop until the very last page (which was absolutely breathtaking by the way). Gosh, it's just such a beautiful love story.
As I mentioned, everyone should read a book by the wonderful Emma Hart. If you haven't started yet this is a fantastic place to start because this story really showcases Emma's talent. I have other recommendations for her books but since this is the one I just finished I HAVE TO recommend it to everyone. It's truly to beautiful to miss!
Read an Excerpt
“Marc Antony,” I said and nodded at her drawing. “Part of your Egyptian studies?”
Thea leaned her cheek on her folded hands like she was warming herself before a fire. “Marc Antony is part of the romance. A love story with Cleopatra. He went to war for her. Died for her. When they told her he was dead, she put her hand in a basket with an asp. Can you imagine? Loving someone so much that the thought of life without them is too unbearable?”
“No,” I said. “I can’t.”
Her gaze dropped to my hand on the table and her fingers reached to trace the scars on my knuckles.
These tell a story, don’t they?” She traced one of the fine lines. “You put your hand in with the snakes, too.”
I nodded slowly, savoring the feel of her warm skin on mine. “So the bullies would leave me alone.”
“And did they?”
“I’m glad.” She put her hand in mine completely, her fingers wrapping around and holding tight. “I’m being too… something. Personal. Delia would throw a fit, but I feel like…”
“Like what, Thea?”
“Like I have to hold on to this moment, you know? Or you… I don’t even know you and yet I don’t want to stop talking to you.” Her hand squeezed mine. “I don’t care if you have a stutter, but please keep talking to me, Jimmy. Okay?”
My mouth went dry at the nameless desperation in her eyes.
Jesus, does she know she’s trapped? She can’t. Impossible…
“I won’t,” I said. “I’ll talk to you every day. I promise.”
Thea breathed a small sigh of relief and released my hand. “Thank you, Jimmy. That makes me feel better.”
With a final smile—a parting smile, I realized—she took up her pen and then froze.
Confusion passed over her features. She looked up at me, flinching a little to see a big man in close proximity. I instantly leaned back to give her space.
“How long has it been?” she asked.
“Two years,” I said, my voice hardly more than a whisper. “But the doctors are working on your case.”
“Yes, they are.” She smiled hesitantly and found my nametag. “I’m Thea Hughes.”
Seven. Seven times now.
“Jim Whelan,” I said.
She offered her hand. Again. I took it robotically, enduring her one-pump shake. Again. Her fingers didn’t linger in mine but released immediately, the way you do with a stranger. Again.
“Nice to meet you, Jim Whelan.”
Fuck. I can’t do this.
I rose to my feet. “I have to get to work.”
Her face fell. “Oh. Bummer. Will I see you again?”
I could promise her I would, but she wouldn’t remember. There was no promise. I could tell her the sky was falling or my name was Abraham Lincoln and she wouldn’t know the damn difference. It’d vanish, like every other word we’d ever spoken to each other. I vanished every time her reset hit and was recreated over again in Thea’s eyes. I could be whatever I wanted; whomever I wanted. And yet she was the one woman I might’ve had a chance to be myself with.
The terrible irony of it was like copper in my mouth.
“Sure, Miss Hughes,” I said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
About Emma Scott
Emma Scott is a bestselling author of emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy emotionally-charged stories that rip your heart out and put it back together again, with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy her novels.
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