TAKE CARE, SARA is a heartbreaker and a heart mender. Narrating this novel was such a challenge. When I auditioned for the job, I was immediately drawn to Lindy's writing. There is a gray-ness, a certain tone that resonated so clearly with me. Her cadence, the pace of her writing, the number of w...
Reading this was like walking down a long hallway knowing youre going to be strapped down and tortured, and in the end, the knowing in the beginning, doesn't bring any comfort. Books like these, The fault in our stars, Me before you, etc. Serve no purpose. Its like looking at a really depressing ...
I'm not going to rate this book. If I did, I would give it 2 stars. 2 stars b/c the book had potential and I like that the herion was strong. The reason why its missing the other three stars is b/c I didn't care for the style of writing. This is a personal preference. You may ask, How is it ...
Wow this book was pure torture and passion all at the same time. I could feel the book drip with all of the sorrow and angst that came off of the pages. Lindy Zart is a true master of getting you to feel emotions, not once in this whole story did the feelings let up and felt like a totally roller...
A wonderful novella, taking place two years after Take Care, Sara. Merry Christmas, Lincoln is in Lincoln's POV. Sara is hiding something and Lincoln and second guessing everything, including their relationship. Will her secret ruin them or bring them closer?I absolutely love the way Lindy Zart w...
I take it you had an inspiring weekend.” He stood near the windows as he so often did, reminding her of a self-caged bird. Without replying, she studied the dark coloring beneath his eyes, wondering at the strict line of his mouth. He held himself stiffly, and Beth searche...
I used to see nothing. For years, it was an endless void without direction or purpose. It changed when I saw her. Nothing was instantly better, but I was. She became my purpose, even my void. ~ Leo She didn’t leave her apartment Sunday. After her abysmal breakdown Saturday, she couldn’t face Leo,...
He’ll…I have to go.” Lola pulled away. “Just…Sebastian…just know you never did anything wrong. You were always a good friend to me. The best,” she vowed, voice shaking. His eyes searched hers. “Why are you talking past tense?” Lola backpedaled. ...