A rock star (Greta James) reluctantly takes her recently deceased (and greatly beloved) mother’s place on an Alaskan Cruise — accompanying her father and two other senior couples. On board she meets nerdy author and Jack London fanatic Ben, who recently published a surprise best seller. You might expect a cute love story or even humorous rom-com wit hin a scenic setting, but I was happily surprised to find myself engrossed in a simultaneously moving and humorous story full of evolving insight. I found it beautiful and — I never thought I would say this — it actually put me in the mood to take an Alaskan Cruise.
All aspects of the story had the kind of depth that makes me pay attention — the story a mixture of processing unexpected depths of grief, healing relationships, and evolving self-knowledge including all the messy bits of life — hopes, dreams, doubts, longings, contentment, curiosity, and confusion. I loved the dialog — both the external and the internal kind. I liked all of the individual characters — each of whom played a role — and how badly they adhered to the traditional tropes of fiction. I found the ending (just before the epilog) to be one of the most perfect I have read, and while it did not tie everything off in a happily-ever-after bow, I found it uplifting in a more genuine way. Also, none of the characters was adorably stupid and / or airheady, nor were they mean spirited or down right bad guys. This is the kind of fiction I enjoy — people who feel real to me making their way through the joys and vicissitudes of life.









