“You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. I loved all the main players in this book and the secondary characters are so wonderful that they actually add so much depth to the story. He stole my heart and my heart ached for him. He announces the number every time I see him.”īlake is such a sweet and beautiful character and I was cheering him on from beginning to end. You’ve smiled at him four hundred and forty-six times as of a few minutes ago. “He kept his head down in what seemed to be a prayer. How many of us have passed a homeless person on the street and not given them a second glance? After this story I don’t think I ever will again. Complicated families and confused souls find their way to light in this novel, which manages to be racy, profane, funny, and reverent all at once.What a difference a smile and giving a damn about someone down on their luck can make. Love never fails, right? In an interwoven tale of unlikely loves and relationships forged by fire, Debra Anastasia takes readers into the darkest corners of human existence, only to show them the radiant power of pure adoration and true sacrifice. Blake's heart beats for Livia's, even if her hands have to keep its rhythm. Entanglements from the past challenge both their love and their lives. But it's not long before their bond must prove its strength. Their words usher in a friendship, which awakens something in each of them.
After danger subsides, their smiles become conversation.
And she's surprised to discover an inexplicable connection with her new friend. When the moment comes that Livia must do more than smile, without hesitation she steps into the fray to defend the homeless man. But special or not, she smiles every day, never imagining that someone would rely on the simple gesture as if it were air to breathe. She's the same as a million other girls-certainly no one to be cherished. She dismisses this kindness as nothing special, just like her. Each day, Livia McHugh smiles politely and acknowledges her fellow commuters as she waits for the train to the city. He stays secluded from the sun, sure the world would run from him in the harsh light of day. Memories of a broken childhood have robbed him of peace and twisted delusions into his soul. And morning and evening, the beautiful commuter acknowledges him-just like she does everyone else on the platform.
He counts her smiles every day and night at the train station.
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