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Then there were three…

When I  chose my 3rd book I had no clue of the significance of the timing. I went to pick a new book with a goal of finding something in a different genre. I came across this narrative about the Boston bombing. Long mile home:Boston under attack, the city’s courageous recovery, and the epic hunt for justice by Scott Helman and Jenna Russell, was an eye opening window into the tragedy. And, I just realized today that I finished it on the anniversary of finding the 2nd brother.

The book follows a handful of people minute by minute, throughout the whole day and months after the bombing. It shows how normal everyone’s morning was, as they unknowingly made their way to the race. The people followed include the race director, the three who didn’t survive, several amputees, rescue workers, a surgeon, a shop owner, and the bombers, among others.

You are taken behind the scenes of the race, through the course, and right into the explosions. Everyone’s veiw point during the chaos is shown, and several people’s stories (and lives for that matter) become intertwined. Victims are spread between several hospitals, where their lives are changed forever.

The book covers the search for the bombers’ identities, as well as the man hunt that was all over the news. You get to fill in details that weren’t seen on tv, and piece together the puzzle.  It’s like watching it all over again.

The conclusion talks about the aftermath, how the attack upset the city mentally, and how people that were followed throughout the book cope. There was much more than physical damage, and the book touches on how the victims, famlies, rescue workers, and whole city regain their lives in the aftermath. 

The book was easy to read, however at times it was hard to follow the constant switch between people. There were a few filler moments that I found myself just grazing over, but for the most part it was engaging.  It was a beautiful depiction of a sad tragedy. I am giving it 4/5 wine glasses. 🍷🍷🍷🍷

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