“If they were just words, people wouldn’t fall in love because of them.”

Three years ago, Rachel was completely, totally in love with her best friend Henry.  So on the night before she moved away with her mum and her brother Cal, she snuck into his family’s bookshop and left him a love letter where she knew he would find it – on the same page as Henry’s favorite poem in a book of poems by T.S. Eliot in the shop’s Letter Library.

Henry never replied.

Now, everything is different.  Rachel is definitely no longer in love with Henry.  Absolutely not.  Especially because he’s still in love with horrible Amy, who only loves Henry when he’s with someone else.  And her brother Cal is dead, inexplicably drowned a ten months ago in the ocean near their beach home.

When she moves back to the city to stay with her aunt Rose to try to recover after Cal’s death, and her subsequent failing of year 12, Rachel is sure she’ll be able to avoid Henry, and the bookshop, and talking about Cal.  But when Rose announces that Henry’s parents are selling the shop and she’s gotten Rachel a job cataloging the books in the Letter Library, Rachel finds that she’s stuck with finding a way to deal with Henry – and with everything and everyone else she left behind.

This book was absolutely stunning.  At times quiet and reflective, others laugh-out-loud funny, sometimes melancholy and bittersweet and sometimes full of the joie de vivre, I found myself slowing down to really savor all the pieces of this story.  For everyone who loves spaces full of stories and book dust and light, finding the things people leave behind in the books that matter, and spending an afternoon in a garden of words, Words in Deep Blue is a must read.  I can’t possibly describe the magic held by this book’s pages, so don’t miss it!