Okay, gang. Sit up and listen. This is something you will not hear me say often: Sarah Sundin’s novel is one of the top ten books I have ever had the pleasure of reading.
Since I started writing “for real,” few books have made me forget I’m reading a book. I have a hard time getting lost in the story world, because I’m used to revising and editing and critiquing and seeing how things are put together. (Same thing happened when I volunteered in the theater. It ruined TV for me, because I could see the cues and tech tricks.)
Sarah Sundin got me, y’all. I can’t remember the last book that had me interested right from chapter one. There was no “getting into” this book. I was in it. We’ve been moving, and I spent all day long for days on end unpacking boxes, but a lot of my time was spent looking forward to bedtime, so I could read more pages. I wish I could have read it all in one sitting.
A Distant Melody tells the story of Allie and Walt. They meet in 1940s California where Allie is the daughter of a ball bearing magnate and Walt is a farmer boy preacher’s son who now flies B-17s. Their love story would be perfect if Allie didn’t already have a beau and if Walt was not on his way to the Eighth Air Force in England. They begin a friendly correspondence, but war and their own internal battles threaten even their friendship, which grows deeper with each mail delivery.
Sarah’s really done her homework. The scenes with Walt and his bomber crew were particularly well done. It was like being there, flying beside them. She brought Walt, his men, Allie and all of their struggles into living, breathing life.
Whether you’re male or female, this is one phenomenal book. You’re missing something if you don’t head to your nearest bookstore or favorite website and check out Sarah Sundin’s A Distant Melody.