Sometimes it's impossible to part with the things which remind us of the loves that we have felt the most...
When Amy Ashton's world came crashing down eleven years ago, she started collecting. To start with it was just a little collecting of the keepsakes of happier times - sometimes some honeysuckle to remind herself of the boy she loved, a chipped china bird, old terracotta pots. However things that others might consider throwing away, Amy feels the need to keep them as they to her represent a life that she would have had.
Now the house is overflowing from all of the collecting that she has done and it is getting to the point that her obsession could mean that the house runs out of space ... even for herself. When a new family moves in next door, a chance discovery unearths something which has been long buried and Amy's carefully constructed life starts to fall apart. If she is able to find the courage to face the painful things from her past, might the future she though she had lost all of those years ago be for her to grasp in both hands ?
I absolutely loved this story and all of the descriptive chapters helped to bring the story to live for me. On several occasions i found myself shutting my eyes and i could see Amy in her cluttered house and feel the items start to push in on you making you feel claustrophobic. I loved that i didn't really know until the last couple of chapters that Amy was going to find love, but i was hoping in all my heart that she would find a loving man. I can not wait to see what comes from this author in her next book.
