Iris has a secret. She lost her memory eight years ago and never told a living soul. After an asthma attack one night she finds out that her dreams of a strange house on a snowy island may be a memory resurfacing but the more she learns about the past the more she realizes the life she has been living is a lie. As the façade her father has built starts to crumble around her she will have to decide which means more to her; the truth or her life
When i started reading i had some doubts, mostly because the story was going a little too fast. But it definitely has something that keeps you in and not only i finished the whole thing but i quite liked it too.
The idea with the birds and their society, intrigued me way more than i expected. It's so well formed and detailed and so interesting. It's easily the strongest aspect of the book. Totally original and clever concept.
Now as i said at start the story was going a little too fast, and as a result i didn't enjoy some scenes as i was supposed to do. While they were so alive, with their descriptions, suddenly they were over. Still, it's a story easily followed with quite a mystery and really decent characters. You might not love all of them, but they are nice. Especially that goes for the more secondary ones like Iris dad, her aunt,etc.
There is also the romantic part of the story. At first, i got really mad about it because it seems like those ones "girl sees guy one time and falls in love with him" but thank god it was way deeper! Even if it gives you that impression, you see later that there is so much history and based on the book "lore" that actually makes sense. And each really romantic too.
Owlet was one of those books, that you start and you are not sure if you will like them til the end. And when you are finally done, you don't even know when the time passed. It's getting better and better.
“I saw the room...” Iris hesitated at the bottom of the staircase. Diana was still sitting at the window seat, only now she was staring down at the open purse sitting on her lap.
While Iris had been lying on the bed upstairs she had time to think about all of the questions that kept piling up in her mind. “It isn’t fair you know...”
“What?” Diana asked, looking up and shaking her head as though she hadn’t realized Iris was there.
“The questions...I have so many questions and no mother to ask. I have you and Dad, but Dad never answers. This leaves me with only you. I didn’t even realize you had ever met my mother, or that Dad had talked to you about her. I never even thought to ask.”
“Your father will be able to answer all of your questions soon,” Diana said, looking Iris in the eyes.
She wants to tell you more but she doesn’t think she can.
“Isn’t there anything you can tell me? Anything at all? Can’t I at least know how you met her or what she was like?”
“What she was like?” Diana turned away from Iris for a few moments, thinking silently. When she turned back, she took a deep breath and then spoke. “There are many things he wants to be the one to tell you about but...he never said I couldn’t tell you more about myself and who I am...”
Diana paused and looked back into Iris’ eyes. “Did you ever wonder why I didn’t tell you much about my past? Even if at times it seemed like I wanted to?”
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