Series: Just One Day #2
Also in this series: Just One Day
Genres: Europe, Love & Romance, Social Issues, Young Adult
Before you find out how their story ends, remember how it began….
When he opens his eyes, Willem doesn’t know where in the world he is—Prague or Dubrovnik or back in Amsterdam. All he knows is that he is once again alone, and that he needs to find a girl named Lulu. They shared one magical day in Paris, and something about that day—that girl—makes Willem wonder if they aren’t fated to be together. He travels all over the world, from Mexico to India, hoping to reconnect with her. But as months go by and Lulu remains elusive, Willem starts to question if the hand of fate is as strong as he’d thought. . . .
The romantic, emotional companion to Just One Day, this is a story of the choices we make and the accidents that happen—and the happiness we can find when the two intersect.
Oh, my. Gayle Forman flays me.
Thoughts on Just One Year
Just One Year is the companion novel to Just One Day. Familiar with Forman’s companion novels (If I Stay and Where She Went), I was expecting Just One Year to be on the Where She Went level. But it’s not; it’s not a continuation, it’s the other side of the same story. Because while reading Just One Year, you realize both Willem needed a journey too.
And what a journey it is.
After walking through Allyson’s world and her year, I came to this book apprehensively. Like I wasn’t sure what I’d find and not positive I’d like it once I did. But as Willem’s story unravels, I came to understand him — right as he learned himself too. And it’s not a painless story; it hurts. Even though it hurts, it’s a necessary hurt. Like Allyson, Willem had to work through his own demons.
My only regret is that I didn’t read Just One Day and Just One Year back to back. It’s been ten months since I read Just One Day, and though I adored Just One Year, I know, by the very fact I had to pull my copy of Just One Day off the shelf and reread parts of it, that it would have been even better had I read both books closer together.
Even so, I already want to reread both these books. Gayle Forman flays me with her stories. They’re the kind of stories that stick with you long after you read them — the kind that the more you think of them, the more you fall in love with them.