Book Description
Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it.
So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: stay busy, work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it.
And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again.
Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future.
Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed.
After all, love is never a matter of time—but a matter of timing.
Thoughts
The Seven Year Slip hit me in all the feels. It was sweet and serious all at the same time.
Clementine lost her aunt 6 months ago and is still trying to figure out how to live with the grief. Enter an apartment with a mind of it’s own, that takes her back 7 years, where she meets Iwan. He is also at a sort of crossroads – figuring out who he wants to be and starting down that path.
They come together and are the cutest. With fun and flirty banter, time, and tenderness, they help each other heal and find confidence but are not of the same time.
Finding each other in the present has it’s own difficulties. It was heart warming to be on their journey. There are tears and laughter and even swoons.
Ashley Poston writes grief so well — The Dead Romantics was just as amazing. Again, she makes me feel all the feelings.
