“It’s always easier to say good-bye when you know it’s just a prelude to hello.”
Ginny Blackstone thought that the biggest adventure of her life was behind her. She spent last summer traveling around Europe, following the tasks her aunt Peg laid out in a series of letters before she died. When someone stole Ginny’s backpack—and the last little blue envelope inside—she resigned herself to never knowing how it was supposed to end.
Months later, a mysterious boy contacts Ginny from London, saying he’s found her bag. Finally, Ginny can finish what she started. But instead of ending her journey, the last letter starts a new adventure—one filled with old friends, new loves, and once-in-a-lifetime experiences. Ginny finds she must hold on to her wits . . . and her heart. This time, there are no instructions.
Personally I liked the first book better than the second. I felt like she was pressured to write this book by fans and her editor (which she was). It felt like the adventure was simple with little to no obstacles to overcome. Even though the story kept my interest, it may have only been because I wished to know the content of the final letter, or because I would feel empty with the conclusion. To me, the conclusion to the 1st book (Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes) was sufficient enough. I didn’t need to know what happened in the next book, but since there was a second book, I felt obliged to read it.
“You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it’s a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe out what came before.”
“This pool is a triumph of imagination. That’s how you win at life, Gin. You have to imagine your way through. Never say something can’t be done. There’s always a solution, even if it’s weird.”
“Even though she had been warned, she tripped over the bike. She probably tripped because she’d been warned and was telling herself not to trip over the bike. She did that sometimes. It was often easier not to know what obstacles were in the way.”
“It took a lot of women like that, a lot of women who said “I’m not going to do what you expect me to do, because you have no idea what I’m capable of. I’m going to get dirty and use tools and live the way I want” to move the world forward.”
“We’re going to die,” Keith said, the moment he was gone. “This man is a serial killer. We’re going to die, and he’s going to bury us in his garden and build a shed on us.”
“Why are Americans so fascinated by Ireland?” Keith asked… “you all think you’re Irish. What’s the appeal? Do you like the accent more? Is it all the magical rocks? Oh, look, a leprechaun…”
“Money is for doing things, my love. Don’t sit on it like a hen sits on an egg. It doesn’t hatch. I should know. I’ve made enough of it.”
“This kind of thing always amazed Ginny–people who just walked away from institutions. People who left school when they didn’t see the point. Aunt Peg had done that. Ginny knew she never would. That either made her someone who worked hard and finished things, or someone who didn’t have the guts to break away from the pack. Maybe both.”
Where to find The Last Little Blue Envelope
*If you are unaware, I have a video on how to use Indie Bound as a resource on how to find books
**Also, if you have a Windows Phone, there is a really good EPUB reader app called Bookviser Reader. You can check out their website here.
Happy Reading . . .