Lennon McCartney is not a broken man. Because being broken implies being whole once. When a horrific accident deprives him of the one thing he loves—his talent as a fierce and explosive drummer—Lennon is left with a life chained by an abusive mother, by crushing guilt over a tragic past. A life he doesn’t want.
Dr. Georgia Starr is a legend. She’s one of the most successful neurosurgeons in the world, coming from a long-line of respected New York doctors. Her life is built around solving complex medical cases in order to bring relief and hope to sick children. But the one problem she can’t solve is how to live her life. How to shake loose the burden of being her elitist, arrogant father’s daughter. How to be free.
Can a man who despises his life and a woman who desperately needs to live find the answers, and love, with each other?
Lennon Reborn marks the end of an era, and I found this book to be the perfect ending to what started several years ago with The Strongest Steel and blossomed into two distinct yet connected series. For three years, I have loved these books, devoured each one, and waxed poetic in my reviews. Just so you know, nothing is going to change here 😊
Plot: When Scarlett Cole decides to go out with a bang, she really does go big or go home! The whole hot mess starts with a devastating bus crash that has the entire band, their partners, and their kids tossed about and injured. The worst of the bunch is Lennon, and his injury sparks a whole host of issues including his ability to continue playing the drums, his desire to isolate himself from his family, and his lack of will to live. Parallel to Lennon’s story is that of Dr. Georgia Starr, a world-class surgeon with a crappy family and little to no life beyond the walls of the operating room. Georgia needs a serious shake-up in her life, and badly damaged drummer is just what she’s been waiting for whether she knows if or not.
Characters: As always, Scarlett Cole has offered a cast of characters that are real, believable, interesting, totally damaged, and worth rooting for. While I have generally gravitated toward the Preload guys in this series, I found myself far more interested in Lennon’s love interest, Georgia in this book. While it is Lennon and his injuries that bring Georgia into the story, it doesn’t take her but a second to take over. Georgia is so vibrant, so forceful in her presence that she simply shines, and that makes her the perfect partner and balance to Lennon. Additionally, from start to finish, all the Preload family is involved in this story. Lennon may be the most tragic of the group, but he isn’t alone, and the other characters and their respective partners don’t let him forget that fact. Everything about this particular story pulls all the characters together and truly drives home the point and purpose of family.
The Bottom Line: Lennon Reborn is one hell of an end to this series! This was yet another example of a totally engrossing read from Scarlett Cole, and I don’t think she cares about how tired I was the morning after I finished this book 😊 This one had everything from an extreme medical situation, to a hellacious recovery, to the rebuilding of a life, and new and quite unexpected beginning. In so many ways, this isn’t just Lennon and Georgia’s story, but the story of Preload as a group and as a family. Though I enjoyed the entire book, I particularly liked the end with everyone coming together and celebrating all the milestones, not just Lennon’s. This series, and the series this one spun off of, are genuine worlds with real people facing real issues, and struggling to overcome their obstacles. Through each book, each character grows, learns, and becomes so much more than what he or she started as, and it is because of this that I have sincerely loved this series.
Georgia ripped off her coat and tucked it around the man of the floor. The air was sharp against her skin. Without thinking, she used her hand to move the stray hairs from across his face, and the man gasped. She checked his pulse and could tell the blood loss was getting dangerous.
“What’s your name?” she asked as she shone her light in his eyes. The tightness in her gut relaxed a little when they responded as they should.
The man hissed in a breath. “Lennon.”
“Do you know what day it is?” she asked.
“April . . . fucking . . . Fool’s . . . day.”
“Well, Lennon,” she said calmly, “the paramedics are almost here, and we’ll get you out of here soon.” She reached for his uninjured hand and squeezed it between hers. There was a spark of static between them, white and powerful. His life force. The thought was overwhelming.
“Let me go . . .”
She released his clammy hand immediately. “I’m sorry, I was just trying to give you some comfort. I—”
He reached for her hand, gasping. His fingers were large against hers. “No . . . you should . . . let . . . me . . . go.”
His eyes rolled closed.
No! She wouldn’t let him die. She tapped the side of his face until his eyes opened. “Wake up. I am not letting you go anywhere,” she said, knowing that any semblance of the professionalism to which she usually clung was slipping away. She believed patients’ stories about tunnels of white light, and seeing loved ones, and auras dimming. And she knew everyone needed to be allowed to leave if they really felt it was their time. But there was something so different about Lennon. She could feel his life force vibrate from his hand into hers, as if she taken hold of an electric fence. The energy was slipping away from him, and she would do anything to put it back in him.
He tugged her down toward him, so his lips could brush against her ear. “I’m . . . tired . . . of my life. Just . . . let me . . . go.”
His eyes closed, again.
She rested her forehead on his. “Your work here on Earth isn’t done, Lennon,” she said, tears burning her eyes. “And I am not going to let you go.”
The tattoo across my right hip says it all really. A Life Less Ordinary. Inked by the amazingly talented Luke Wessman at the Wooster Street Social Club (a.k.a. New York Ink). Why is it important? Well, it sums up my view on life. That we should all aspire to live a life that is less boring, less predictable. Be bold, and do something amazing. I’ve made some crazy choices. I’ve been a car maker, a consultant, and even a senior executive at a large retailer running strategy. Born in England, spent time in the U.S. and Japan, before ending up in Canada were I met my own, personal hero – all six and a half feet of him. Both of us are scorpios! Yeah, I know! Should have checked the astrological signs earlier, but somehow it works for us. We have two amazing kids, who I either could never part with or could easily be convinced to sell on e-bay.