One Last Stop
Intertwined with August’s quest for Jane is her intention to settle into New York City as her new home, and her mother’s quixotic goal to find out what happened to her brother years ago. August’s childhood was shaped by the ragged hole her uncle’s disappearance left in their lives. She and her mother moved constantly trying to find new clues, and by the time the book starts adult August is a twitchy, semi-obsessive wreck with almost nothing to her name. New York itself was practically its own character, enveloping August even as she began to set down tentative roots.
The final wrapup ended up being more stressful than I would have thought; unexpected questions were answered and there were two obvious potential ways for the book to wrap up. Both would have been excellent, but I wanted one of the endings with my entire being. There was enough character development to feel satisfying without seeming rushed, and McQuiston just created a really nice world to visit. In honor of most of the relationship occurring on the subway line, I paired this with a boxed cocktail. My goal was just something ideal for a picnic, but the rose sangria turned out to be delicious!