[I received a free review copy in exchange for an honest review]
In my mind, Mother, May I? had ultimately been about love. But wasn’t love a kind of chaos theory? One small look, one smile or one work could alter the course of a life forever. Becket and I were living proof.
Dammit, I loved this book to pieces. Two broken people, trying to survive life day by day, blaming themselves for things they didn’t have a say in… Finding solace in each other.
First things first, I loved the fact that Zel and Beckett’s first encounter was them bickering. lol. But then when Zelda asked him if she could be his roommate and he started scaring her off… Ahhh relationship goals, dude. What I liked about the whole thing is the fact that they didn’t keep their dark pasts from each other for too long, they didn’t drag it out, and I loved that. I wasn’t expecting Beckett to actually tell her that fast, it was a pleasant surprise, to be honest. Then when Beckett skipped is stop and sat beside Zelda in the subway and started giving in, they both did, I was mess. It was so sweet and cute and swoon-worthy, my heart did a backflip, it was all too much.
Love will enter cloaked in friendship’s name. –Ovid
When I read that, I literally started squealing, and was all like: Shit’s going down.
I adored Mother, May I?‘s concept. That was probably my favorite part of the book. And when Zelda started explaining the Butterfly Project to Beck, I was literally awe-struck. But then they partnered up and Ryder came into the picture and the story couldn’t have been more perfect.
I’d crack up every time Zelda reminds Beckett that Ryder is not a love interest.
Darlene’s amazing. I loved her and Beckett’s friendship. And how she and Zelda hit it off instantly after that cheese incident in the kitchen.
Now can we skip over to my favorite character????
*drum roll please*
She’s the most hilarious person. Not much of a talker, that lady. Although she did babble in Italian a couple of times:
Mrs. Santino held a sweater by the shoulders. A heavy knit turtleneck sweater in blinding lime green.
I blinked. “Is that…for me?”
She pressed its shoulders against mine to gauge the size, then nodded once, satisfied. She tossed the sweater over my shoulder. and then took my face in her hands.
Mrs Santino: [Babbles in Italian]
She kissed me loudly on both cheeks, then retreated to her apartment and shut the door. Quietly.
I stood there, staring in shock for a solid minute.
“So that just happened…”
This was such a good book. I love how although the vibe was pretty intense, there was still room for a good laugh every now and then (all the credit goes to Mrs Santino for that… Maybe some to Nigel and Wes, but mostly Mrs Santino). I rooted for all the characters. Beckett, Zelda, and Darlene reminded me a lot of Levi, Cath, and Reagan from Fangirl for some reason. AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THAT. I’m in tears, this book was so beautiful.
You didn’t make it home, Zelda. You are my home. Where you are is home.
“Where you are is home…”
At age fourteen, Zelda Rossi witnessed the unthinkable, and has spent the last ten years hardening her heart against the guilt and grief. She channels her pain into her art: a dystopian graphic novel where vigilantes travel back in time to stop heinous crimes—like child abduction—before they happen. Zelda pitches her graphic novel to several big-time comic book publishers in New York City, only to have her hopes crash and burn. Circumstances leave her stranded in an unfamiliar city, and in an embarrassing moment of weakness, she meets a guarded young man with a past he’d do anything to change…
Beckett Copeland spent two years in prison for armed robbery, and is now struggling to keep his head above water. A bike messenger by day, he speeds around New York City, riding fast and hard but going nowhere, his criminal record holding him back almost as much as the guilt of his crime.
Zelda and Beckett form a grudging alliance of survival, and in between their stubborn clash of wills, they slowly begin to provide each other with the warmth of forgiveness, healing, and maybe even love. But when Zelda and Beckett come face to face with their pasts, they must choose to hold on to the guilt and regret that bind them, or let go and open their hearts for a shot at happiness.
The Butterfly Project is a novel that reveals the power of forgiveness, and how even the smallest decisions of the heart can—like the flutter of a butterfly’s wings—create currents that strengthen into gale winds, altering the course of a life forever.