I Found You By Jane Lark, Review

I Found You
By Jane Lark
4 Stars

This was so much more than what I was expecting, to be honest  I was sort of expecting the same ole same ole, you know guy meets girl, falls in love, something rips them apart, they work it out and it’s all sunshine and lollie-pops. This was that, but there was so much more to it than a simple love story.

What it’s about

Tomorrow is for regrets. Tonight is for being together. 

On a cold winter night, Rachel and Jason’s lives collide on Manhattan Bridge. She’s running from life, he’s running toward it. But compassion urges him to help her. 

His offer of a place to stay leads to friendship and trouble. There’s his fiancĂ©e back home in Oregon and a family who just don’t trust this girl from the wrong side of the tracks. 

But when the connection between them is so electric, so right… everyone else must be wrong. And as the snow begins to settle on the Hudson, there’s nothing but the possibility of what could be – of this, right here, right now. Them.

What I thought

This was about a big city broken girl and the boy that wouldn’t let her jump.  I really did enjoy these two together for me Jason was almost perfect, aside the fact he was a bit of the mummy’s boy. He was forever calling his mum, I mean sure he was a small town boy and this was the first time he had really left home but come on he was also 22 and he was ringing him mum every other day and telling her EVERYTHING that was going on with him….Nope that didn’t do it for me at all, but everything else was so awesome, he was sweet, understanding and so nice but could kick arse when he needed to. And Rachel what a hot mess she was, she needed someone like Jason to drag her up, a little kindness and understanding can go a long way.

It was predictable, I knew what was coming and didn’t find the twists shocking or surprising, but that didn’t overly matter, I don’t mean to toot my own horn but I am good at picking the twists in stories. I was impressed, these ones weren’t as obvious as some. I also found it rather repetitive in places lots of the same phrases were used a number of times in quick succession but as it went on that happened less and less.

Anyway this was way more than just a simple fluff chick lit, it had depth and emotion and real substance, over all a really good read!

I Found You - excerpt


The beat of the music pounded through my earphones, drowning out the loud rattle of the subway trains. I was in the zone. My heart was racing, my feet striking the pavement with the rhythm of the baseline, as I ran. 
The monotony of city life swamped me in the day, but running brought me back from it at night. 
God, I missed home, and fuck it was cold. 
Too cold to snow. I heard the words Dad always repeated. I’d always thought it a myth. Was it ever too cold to snow? I didn’t know, but people had been saying it all day. 
The pavement was dry, not icy. Dry with cold. There was no moisture in the air, only the cloud of my breath, as my lungs filled and then exhaled with the pace of my strides.
Maybe it was true. God, there were so many myths in the world. Like, New York was the place to be. It still felt like new shoes to me, like it just didn’t fit.
The tarmac felt firm beneath my sneakers. 
I looked forward, trying to increase my pace and energy, burning away the doubts and disappointments I’d felt since I came to the city. 
At the end of the bridge there was a figure, caught in the middle of a beam of orange lamplight, like some illuminated angel. I generally only saw other guys jogging on the bridge path. It was rare to see anyone else.
It was Thanksgiving in little over a week and Christmas in a few weeks. Lindy was pissed I wasn’t going back home, but she’d made up her mind to come to me for Christmas.
Was that good or bad?
The figure was facing the Brooklyn Bridge, probably looking at the reflection of the lights glinting and shifting on the dark water. It was mesmerizing when you focused on it.  
The Manhattan Bridge was never busy, probably because of the noise of the trains. The environment didn’t inspire pleasure, so it wasn’t a place for tourists. But it was a good path for running, long and straight, and normally empty. 
I ran harder, my eyes focusing on the figure. 
The person hadn’t moved. They held their hands up, gripping the metal grill above them. 
The pose seemed odd. A little desperate. It wasn’t casual. 
My imagination shifted, no longer picturing angels but a horror movie. The way the lamplight shone down on the figure, could be like they were in the sights of a hovering helicopter, or a beam from a UFO.    
I thought of Christmas again, and ached for home. But I wasn’t going home. I had to conquer New York.
The light shining down on the stranger, suddenly took the form of a Godly benediction once more. The person’s arms shifted, stretching out, similar to a crucifixion pose, hands wide and high, as they looked upward. 
I was getting nearer. 
My fingers were numb with the cold, even inside my gloves, and my ears burned as jack-frost nipped beneath my hood. Running should’ve kept me warm, but it was twenty-one degrees Fahrenheit, way below freezing point. 
Fuck, now I could see the person ahead was standing in a t-shirt. Their out-stretched arms were bare. 
“Hey!” My heart rate thundered as I ran on, wondering what sort of city-nutter I was running toward. What were they doing wearing a tee in this weather? It didn’t look like a homeless dude, but… 
My breaths grew more uneven. 
The guy ahead hadn’t heard me. 
I pulled my earphones out. “Hey!” 
Still no recognition. It was like they were in some sort of trance. 
My feet pounded on the concrete.
It wasn’t a guy, it was a girl. I’d seen the long hair way back, but hadn’t been sure. Plenty of guys had long hair. Now, I could see.
I knocked my hood back. I didn’t want to scare her. “Hey!” 


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