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386 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2018
“…the only thing I loved, the only girl I ever needed, the only friend I ever wanted…”
“…all I wanted to do was kneel before my tiny ribbon and beg her to forgive me…”
“A new day where even sunshine couldn’t fix what was broken. Della didn’t need me anymore, but somehow, I needed her more than ever.”
"I knew the second the matching piece of my heart arrived."
"Why do I insist on slicing through the sticky tape on my constantly breaking heart and stabbing it over and over again? "
"My heart stopped with how perfect she was. How smart. How kind. How brave. I’d never look at the colour blue again without thinking of her. I’d never hold another ribbon again without wanting to hold her."
"My family was a single girl who I would happily die for, and lately, that was exactly what she made me want to do."
"In my ten measly years on this unforgiving, cruel, terrible earth, right there I found home, and no matter where we ended up, I’d always be home because I would never let her go again. “I’m sorry, Della Mclary."
"She soaked it in, her cheeks pink, but her eyes alive and desperate for more. “Okay.” She turned the page, reading aloud, “Males have penises that grow hard with blood in order to have int—inter—” She looked up, meeting my tortured gaze. “What’s that word, Ren?”
"There is no me without him"
Oh wow...
"Ren was simple. Ren spoiled me. Ren kept me in line. No one else came close."
"Humans were complicated creatures, and smiles were full of poison."Ren was eight years old when he managed to escape the brutality that existed in his world. Once he was safe and in the wild he realized that he had a stowaway in his pack. A baby girl. Although he knew it would be best to leave her somewhere safe, he simply could not seem to let her go. Della grew up only knowing the love and affection of Ren her protector. As these two navigate poverty, childhood, and building long-lasting trust, a tender connection is formed. As Della and Ren grow older unexpected emotions begin to arise in them both. On the path of their journey, they meet many friends and foes. The pain they experience as their relationship shifts are like nothing either has ever felt before. What can you do when you fall in love with the one person you can never have?
"How many times do you think a person can survive a broken heart?"Told in dual POV, The Boy and His Ribbon is a beautifully written piece that absolutely tore me apart. The emotions evoked in this reading are raw and real. Ren and Della have only ever had each other. When other people begin to stand in the way of their bond, all hell breaks loose! It is forbidden for Ren and Della to succumb to the feelings they are having for each other and yet, it appears that they cannot seem to stay apart. As the push and pull continue to increase throughout the read, my heart broke for them both. When they both find a connection in the arms of another, my heart shattered. When they both felt isolated from the other, I could barely read the text as my eyes were blurry with tears. As the story is mainly told through flashbacks, Della is crafting a story of her memories. I connected with her on a deeper level and although it may be forbidden, I feel like she deserves to be with the only man she has ever loved. Ren feels guilty, therefore, he will never be able to give her what she needs.
"They ask you how you are and you just have to say that you're fine and you're not really fine but you can't get into it."
- Katy Perry
He touched you deeper than any hand could reach. He affected you harder than any spoken word ever could.
He cared with his entire soul and committed with entire being.
I was never lacking for love. I never felt unwanted or hurt or scared. He was my entire universe, and he treated me like I was his in return.
I will always love you, Della Ribbon. Until the day I die and even past that.
“That was what he did to me, you see? He made my entire life a jewellery box of special, sad, hard, happy, incredible moments that I want to wear each and every day. He always said the truth was ours, no one else’s.”
"It wasn’t that I didn’t like being touched; I just became overwhelmed whenever she did. It’d gotten to the point where I was afraid that one day, I wouldn’t be able to breathe unless she touched me all the time. She was my one weakness, and I was determined to stay immune to her for her own protection.
"I didn’t want this. I didn’t want her. I wanted my freedom , and she was just another form of imprisonment."
My heart stopped with how perfect she was. How smart. How kind. How brave. I'd never look at the colour blue again without thinking of her. I'd never hold another ribbon again without wanting to hold her.