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I read this book in high school, and last night I was having one of those "your mind is going crazy as you're falling asleep" moments that popped this book in my head. I have to be honest and say I can't remember many details (setting, certain events, etc), but I do remember that it was incredibly touching and heartbreaking. You have to understand - until I had my son, I never read romance. I was actually one of the mockers *dodges flying insults*. I read horror; King, Koontz, Saul, etc. In fact, I was the one who had a note from my mother allowing me to read that stuff in junior high. By high school, I had devoured everything in King's backlist and was always waiting for the next one to come out. In one of those interims, I happened to pick this one up on a whim. I am so glad I did.

It is not fiction. It is the story of Sergei and Ekaterina, world famous ice skaters, as the move through life and death as told from her point of view. No spoiler since it was national news in high school that Sergei died. Ekaterina poured her grief and love into this book. It made me cry, and I can honestly say it was my first "romance" novel.

A beautiful glimpse into a love that we don't see very often in the real world anymore. Read this book just to renew your faith that true love does exist.