Book Review: The Last Letter From Your Lover by Jojo Moyes

I’ve made it a point this year to stop buying just any book that catches my eye, so when I noticed The Last Letter From Your Lover at Target, I decided to add it to my library holds. I then proceeded to devour it while lazing around during a beach vacation and loved it so much I purchased the eBook for my Kindle and have since read it again.

From GoodReads:

It is 1960. When Jennifer Stirling wakes up in the hospital, she can remember nothing-not the tragic car accident that put her there, not her husband, not even who she is. She feels like a stranger in her own life until she stumbles upon an impassioned letter, signed simply “B”, asking her to leave her husband.

Years later, in 2003, a journalist named Ellie discovers the same enigmatic letter in a forgotten file in her newspaper’s archives. She becomes obsessed by the story and hopeful that it can resurrect her faltering career. Perhaps if these lovers had a happy ending she will find one to her own complicated love life, too. Ellie’s search will rewrite history and help her see the truth about her own modern romance.

I find myself frequently falling in love with love stories, and going back to read my favorite bits and pieces time and time again. I can already tell this will be one of those books. I found myself wishing (for perhaps the thousandth time) that writing letters was still a popular form of communication. My husband and I write each other letters for anniversaries and I treasure them more than any purchased gift. This story proves that letters serve as a time capsule.

Normally I don’t really enjoy stories about love lost early in life and recaptured in old age. They’re so tragic and sad. Lorelai Gilmore put it so aptly when she begged Luke to reconsider ending their relationship, saying that she doesn’t just want an ending with him, she wants a “middle” too. And stories with near misses and close calls normally inspire me to roll my eyes or toss the book across the room in frustration. But this book got me.

Words like this always get me:

Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are. A man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.

They always, always get me.

If you too are a sucker for sweet love stories and eloquent love letters, I highly recommend this book.

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