When I read that this book involved a time slip, I couldn’t resist!
Clementine is an overworked book publicist whose beloved Aunt Analea has recently passed away. Analea was spontaneous, exuberant and always ready for the next adventure, all the things that Clementine is most definitely not. Her aunt always had wise words of advice for Clementine, including, “𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯.”
As fate would have it, Clementine inherits her aunt’s fabulous Upper East Side apartment which also happens to contain a very big secret. There are seven-year time jumps that occur within its walls! Clemetine had heard hints about this from her aunt but never truly believed it until one day when she finds adorable aspiring chef named Iwan in the apartment, who claims to have received permission to stay there for the summer while job-hunting in New York. Except that it is seven years in the past.
Iwan endearingly nicknames Clementine “Lemon” and there is fantastic chemistry between the two. They begin a wonderful romance, but Clementine soon learns that sometimes when she leaves the apartment, time reverts to the present and Iwan won’t always be there when she returns. There is a lot to process but Clementine goes with the flow and falls in love. Until one day, Iwan disappears for good.
This is a delicious plot with a slow-build romance and a sparkling cast of supporting characters. I love books set in the New York City and you can feel the magic of the city through the pages. Clementine is reunited with Iwan but in the most unexpected of ways. Will this current version of Iwan remember the sweet love affair from seven years ago?
The Seven Year Slip is a lovely summer read and I couldn’t help but envision this is as a movie. The seven-year time jumps are explained perfectly, and I loved the contrast between the Iwan of the past and the man he is in the present day. This is a sweet book filled with love, romance, nostalgia, food, friends and family, and I can’t think of a better way to spend a summer afternoon.
(𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯.)
About the Book:
Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it.
So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: stay busy, work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it.
And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again.
Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future.
Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed.
After all, love is never a matter of time—but a matter of timing.
An overworked book publicist with a perfectly planned future hits a snag when she falls in love with her temporary roommate…only to discover he lives seven years in the past, in this witty and wise new novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Dead Romantics.