It Has Wings…and Remarkably Defined Abs

By Tee

Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

Are those feathers? Hello handsome!

 

For Nora Grey, romance was not part of the plan. She’s never been particularly attracted to the boys at her school, no matter how much her best friend, Vee, pushes them at her. Not until Patch came along.

With his easy smile and eyes that seem to see inside her, Nora is drawn to him against her better judgment.

But after a series of terrifying encounters, Nora’s not sure who to trust. Patch seems to be everywhere she is, and to know more about her than her closest friends. She can’t decide whether she should fall into his arms or run and hide. And when she tries to seek some answers, she finds herself near a truth that is way more unsettling than anything Patch makes her feel.

For Nora is right in the middle of an ancient battle between the immortal and those that have fallen – and, when it comes to choosing sides, the wrong choice will cost her life.

Here’s the scoop:

Our heroine, Nora gets partnered up with the mysterious Patch (I know! The name.  Dear lord, it’s awful) in Biology where they are about to start their unit on—you guessed it—Sex Ed.  Patch has a certain bad boy magnetism about him and Nora is both repelled and drawn to him.  He’s hot in a dark, dangerous sort of way and seems to know everything there is to know about Nora, leaving her unsettled and nervous. Patch also has a weird Edward Cullen-y way of showing up wherever she is.  It creepyville,  so obviously she agrees to go on a date with him.

I wonder what's up with Patch...and what he looks like without a shirt

Aside from her issues with Patch, Nora is being stalked by some weird guy in a ski mask. She begins to wonder why these eerie incidents began only after she met Patch.  She pulls a total Nancy Drew by deciding to investigate him behind his back (cos, it’s hard to do when he’s bouncing back and forth between kissing her neck and acting like he might possibly be a dangerous criminal) to determine once and for all if he is trying to cause her harm.

Nora is also befriended by two other mysterious guys, Jules and Elliot.  They try to get to know Nora and Vee (how awesome is her name?  Hello?)  but something is amiss.  Nora can’t tell if she’s just thrown off by Mr. Ski Mask, by Patch, or if she’s just plain cra-zay.  Either way, girlfriend is a magnet for danger.

I liked Nora.  She had a funny inner monologue that, to me, seemed realistic.  She wasn’t overdone or outrageous at all but was, in every way, a believable normal girl.  The chemistry between her and Patch is dead on.  Nora knows she should make out with him immediately run the other way, but he’s there every time she turns a corner (yet again reinforcing to girls all over the world that stalker = love).  Still, Patch has a certain mystery and allure which he maintains while sometimes also coming off like a pompous jerkface.  Most importantly ladies, yes, there are some good swoony moments (ahem, shirtlessness). As she discovers more about him and his identity—look at the cover.  It’s not that hard to figure out—she has more questions than answers.

This was a quick, engaging read but I felt at times that it was far fetched. Once every character was introduced and Nora’s sleuthing began,  I found it difficult to believe that one girl could be central to so many people. To her credit, Fitzpatrick tied the loose ends together so that the story made sense.  And while at times it felt a little too similar to the paranormal ideas of late where the heroines rush to danger,  she breathed new life into the story by taking on a new mythical creature (or is it mythical?). She was also not afraid to give the reader many opportunities to truly dislike Patch rather than casting him only as the poor, poor tortured guy who really doesn’t want to be a monster.

Crush Intensity: 4/5

Memorable Lines:

The older woman waiting for admittance looked at me, then over her shoulder at Patch,  who was vanishing down the hall.

“Honey,” she told me, “he looks slippery as soap.”

“Good description,” I mumbled.

She fluffed her short, corkscrew gray hair.  “A girl could lather up in soap like that.”

Obvs, pervy old ladies are always awesome.

Bonus: The sequel, is called Crescendo.

Soundtrack: People are Strange (I’m thinking the Echo and the Bunnymen version over the Doors.  Don’t know why.  Plus look…it’s the Coreys).

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