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Goodreads:Synopsis
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.
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.
Book Review:
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mmm..How could I start this review???Let's talk only about WILLEM!!I have to admit that I always had a thing for Dutch boys.Willem is maybe the most icredible and gentleman guy I have ever read for.This book kinda remind me the times when I was reading "The Probality of Love at First Sight".I finished those those two books,more specific Just One Day and Just One Year in one morning.I didn't speak to my parents,I didn't talking to anyone,I didn't go to bathroom,I didn't eat I only READ!!Willem's POV was the best.We saw how he felt before Lulu,how he is feeling after Lulu.That crazy moment when I read this :
…Hello Willem,” she says. “My name is Allyson.”
Allyson. I say the name in my head and a year’s worth of memories and fantasies and one-sided conversations are revised and updated. Not Lulu. Allyson. A strong name. A solid name. And somehow, a familiar name. Everything about her seems familiar. I know this person. I’m known to this person. It’s then I understand what I was dreaming about this morning, who it is that’s been sitting next to me on that plane all this time.
Allyson walks in.
The door clicks shut behind her. And for a minute, they’re in the room with us too. Yael and Bram, thirty years ago. Their entire story rushes through my head, because it’s our story, too. Only now, I realize, it was an incomplete story. Because so matter how many times he told it, Bram never told me the important part. What happened during those first three hours together in the car.
Or maybe he did, only without words. With his action.
“And so I kissed her. Like I’d been expecting her all that time,” my previously melancholy father would say, always with wonder in his voice.
I’d thought the wonder[…]
I am so crying right now.The romance in these books was just amazing..This book reminds me the song Impossible by James Arthur.I want to find my own Willem someday.I hope so..
…Hello Willem,” she says. “My name is Allyson.”
Allyson. I say the name in my head and a year’s worth of memories and fantasies and one-sided conversations are revised and updated. Not Lulu. Allyson. A strong name. A solid name. And somehow, a familiar name. Everything about her seems familiar. I know this person. I’m known to this person. It’s then I understand what I was dreaming about this morning, who it is that’s been sitting next to me on that plane all this time.
Allyson walks in.
The door clicks shut behind her. And for a minute, they’re in the room with us too. Yael and Bram, thirty years ago. Their entire story rushes through my head, because it’s our story, too. Only now, I realize, it was an incomplete story. Because so matter how many times he told it, Bram never told me the important part. What happened during those first three hours together in the car.
Or maybe he did, only without words. With his action.
“And so I kissed her. Like I’d been expecting her all that time,” my previously melancholy father would say, always with wonder in his voice.
I’d thought the wonder[…]
I am so crying right now.The romance in these books was just amazing..This book reminds me the song Impossible by James Arthur.I want to find my own Willem someday.I hope so..
►Savvina
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