Published: May 5, 2012
Simon & Schuster, hardcover, 235pgs
Goodreads Summary: Honor receives her brother’s last letter from Iraq three days after learning that he died, and opens it the day his fellow Marines lay the flag over his casket. Its contents are a complete shock: concert tickets to see Kyra Kelly, her favorite pop star and Finn’s celebrity crush. In his letter, he jokingly charged Honor with the task of telling Kyra Kelly that he was in love with her.
Grief-stricken and determined to grant Finn’s last request, she rushes to leave immediately. But she only gets as far as the driveway before running into Rusty, Finn’s best friend since third grade and his polar opposite. She hasn’t seen him in ages, thanks to a falling out between the two guys, but Rusty is much the same as Honor remembers him: arrogant, stubborn . . . and ruggedly good-looking. Neither one is what the other would ever look for in a road trip partner, but the two of them set off together, on a voyage that makes sense only because it doesn’t. Along the way, they find small and sometimes surprising ways to ease their shared loss and honor Finn--but when shocking truths are revealed at the end of the road, will either of them be able to cope with the consequences?
I'm all about "coming of age" books. Not to mention "overcoming struggles" books. Jessi Kirby excels in these, from what I've experienced with Moonglass and expected no different from In Honor.
Except that In Honor features a Tim Riggins-esque character to help along the way. I'm not kidding you. This entire novel, I pictured a drunken, unshowered (but still appealing, duh) Taylor Kitsch with his plaid shirt and scrubby jeans and cowboy books, reclined, lazy, and making every single comment that Rusty made.
Honor made me cry. She was just SO SAD. And who could blame her, really? Her brother died. And sends her tickets to go see her favorite pop star across the country. This gesture was so incredibly sweet and moving that my heart really had no other choice than to break for her. So um, road trip? ROAD TRIP. Except a-hole Rusty is going, who maybe might turn out to be not such an a-hole.
I can't even describe the romance, other than it's a good one. It's slow like molasses but SEXY molasses. And don't think Kirby doesn't throw you a bone every now and again. She's not without mercy. There are MOMENTS. And they're so good, they hurt.
This is one of those books where I'm grasping tightly onto every single word written. Very much like Something Like Normal by Trish Doller, Jessi Kirby's book has an overbearing sadness to it. But there is a sliver of hope and SO MUCH GOOD in there, too. Heavy emphasis placed on the little moments: a look, a touch, a breath. Things you'd think wouldn't have much of an impact unless you experience them yourself. WRONG. Kirby has this ability to speak things into existence and I swear you can feel it.