I’m only going to tell you three things about The Air We Breathe by Christa Parrish, because if I tell you any more than that I’ll totally ruin it for you.
1) The first main character is an agoraphobic teenager named Molly who lives in a wax museum in Maine. She has a big crush on the pizza delivery boy across the street.
Okay, so right now you are probably thinking Chick Lit? WRONG!
2) The second main character is a former homeschooling mom named Claire, who is having difficulty moving on with her life after her children were killed in a tragic car accident, when she was driving.
Okay, so now you’re probably thinking Melodramatic Chick Lit? WRONG!
3) This book is published by Bethany House.
Okay, so now your mind might be jumping to all sorts of conclusions. Prairie Romance? Christian Romance? WRONG AGAIN ON BOTH COUNTS!
The Air We Breathe is impossible to pigeonhole.
It is complex, disturbing, scary, dark, inspiring, uplifting, and so much more. The story arcs are impossible to predict. The author had me freaking out multiple times, right up until the very end.
At one point I actually got chills. Then I was like, “This is fake. This is fake. This is fake. This is fake.” But it was too late; there were goosebumps all over my arms. (Ice cream scene.)
There is a religious thread to the story line, (it is a Bethany House book after all), but the Christian elements fit in so well will the psychology of the characters, that I think readers of any faith background would still appreciate the story line.
I feel like Christa Parrish took me for a ride as soon as I read the first ten pages.
And I liked it.
P.S. I received a free copy of this book from Bethany House in exchange for my honest opinion and review.