Book Review & Giveaway: Falling From the Sky

Falling from the Sky (Gravity #2) by Sarina Bowen: She's the woman he doesn't remember. He's the man she can't forget.

Bad boy Hank “Hazardous” Lazarus used to have everything: a gorgeous girlfriend, a career as a freestyle snowboarder and a spot on the US Olympic team. Nine months ago, after a bad crash in the half pipe, he woke up in the hospital, unable to move his legs. Now he’s landed there again, but gravity is not the culprit. With his family pressuring him to try a groundbreaking treatment, Hank self-medicates with too much tequila instead.

Doctor Callie Anders has the courage to restart a patient’s heart with a thousand volts of electricity, yet she’s afraid to risk her own. So she doesn’t confess to her newest patient they they met just before the accident, an encounter that he doesn’t remember. Even as their friendship develops, she won’t admit that she regrets turning down his dinner invitation, or that her heart stutters every time those inked shoulders roll through the door of the therapy department.

With another Vermont winter coming again, Hank needs a hand out from under the avalanche of his disappointments. If only Callie were brave enough to take the job.

This book is a standalone novel, no cliffhangers, no prior experience necessary.

TeriLyn's thoughts: **Falling from the Sky generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.**

5 "Bright Pink Hat" Stars

Sarina Bowen writes about tough circumstances in her characters lives, part melancholy but most of all hopeful. She writes with clarity and grace, a solid foundation for her plots, executed beautifully in Falling from the Sky. This is an excellent read, a love rooted in simplicity for the heroine, an instinctual feeling. The hero becomes a man who makes her feel alive as rises from the darkest of his own depths.

This story, again, was one of hope of overcoming the greatest trials of your life to be whole and happy. Callie Anders floats through her admirable life. The calculated choices she's made sheltered her from the adrenaline in life. Hank Lazarus played with adrenaline to extreme eventually coming find the simplicity of it too. Their story is a slow burn of fun, passion, and some drama.

Each Sarina Bowen title I read, I end the book with a smile. This epilogue made that smile wide. The story of Callie and Hank comes to a sweet, satisfying end that by then end I was sad they were gone but so happy with their ending. There's something very telling from an author who can give you slow & sweet and completely entranced her stories Sarina Bowen is one of those authors.

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“Hi,” Callie said softly. “I’m Doctor Anders. Or Callie, if youwish.”
“Callie,” he cleared his throat. “You look really familiar.”
That wasn’t what she had expected him to say. It would have been asgood a time as any to mention that they’d met about ten minutes before hisaccident, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Who would want to bereminded of that afternoon? “I’ve been here all week,” she said instead. “Butwe don’t expect you to keep track of the dozens of people who prod you allday.”
“And all night,” he added.
She sat down on a stool next to his bed. “That’s my fault. I needto know that they’re looking at your vitals every three hours. It helps me sleep.” She winked, and was rewardedwith half a smile. “Now, quick—before the room is invaded again by nurses’assistants—how’s your pain? Is there anything you need?”
Hank lifted one hand to his face, and Callie was glad to see it. Ifhis injury had happened farther up his spine, he wouldn’t have been able to dothat. With his palm, Hank rubbed several days’ worth of whiskers, which onlyserved to make him look more rugged, while he considered her question. “Let’ssee…I need a full rack of Curtis’ ribs, with spicy sauce and a baked potato.And I need to get the hell out of this hospital.”
She nodded obligingly, even though she couldn’t fulfill any ofthose requests. But if he was talking about food and getting out of here, thosewere both good signs. “You’ll be transferring to a rehab facility soon.”
“Yeah,” he sighed. His gaze wandered again, his eyes aiming at thewindow.
“The rehab place will let you sleep through the night,” she said,keeping her voice light. “And you’ll have your own clothes. I hear the food isbetter, too.”
“Couldn’t really be worse,” he said, turning to face Callie again.His dark eyes locked onto hers, and Callie felt the moment stretch and takehold. He didn’t say anything more, but he didn’t have to. Silently, anunderstanding passed between them. It didn’t matter if the food got better.Hank Lazarus was in for a shitty time, truly the shittiest time of his life.The distance he’d come these past five days was a descent from the highest highto the lowest low. And there wasn’t a damned thing either of them could doabout it.
“Hang in there,” Callie whispered. “This right here is the veryworst part.”
He didn’t break their staring contest. “You promise?” he rumbled,his voice pure whiskey and smoke.

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