A compelling and perceptive tale of intimacy, memory and relationships from the No. Joyce Conway remembers things she shouldn't. She knows about tiny cobbled streets in Paris, which she has never visited. And every night she dreams about an unknown little girl with blonde hair.
Book Review: Thanks for the Memories by Cecelia Ahern
Rating: When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself. Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves; the fear, the anger or the sadness preventing us returning. Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it's easier.
This is the first book I read by Cecelia Ahern. It was a little too serious for me at that time. That, I believe, would be the reason it took me so many months to finally start reading this one.