Before We Were Strangers: A Love Story

Marc Notes: For fans of Jojo Moyes, a sweeping love story about a guy who sees 'the girl who got away 10 years ago' on a crowded NYC subway car just before it pulls away, and everything he must do to find her. Review Quotes: ""Before We Were Strangers" is as steamy as it is sweet. With two characters who are meant to be but just can't get the timing right, Renee Carlino has mastered the missed connection. I found myself rooting for Matt and Grace at every turn and aching to crawl into the book to go back to the '90s to join them. Evocative, tender, and satisfying, Carlino has outdone herself."--Taylor Jenkins Reid, author of Maybe in Another Life, After I Do, and Forever InterruptedReview Quotes: "Powerful and poignant, " Before We Were Strangers" captures the magic and heartache of first love. I couldn't turn the pages fast enough."--Tracey Garvis-Graves, New York Times bestselling author of On the Island and CovetReview Quotes: "I loved every single thing about this book! Nostalgia, first love, the echo of heartbreak, the rocky road to where you were always meant to be--this book has everything and then some. You can't help but be transported."--Jay Crownover, New York Times bestselling author of Better When He s Bad"Review Quotes: "Sometimes we need a reminder that love is worth fighting for. "Before We Were Strangers" is a beautiful, real, heartfelt reminder."--Kim Holden, author of Gus and Bright SideReview Quotes: "I felt like I found a piece of my soul in this book. I've highlighted so many lines to use as a reference for daily inspiration. I was that moved."--Kim Jones, author of RedPublisher Marketing: From the "USA TODAY" bestselling author of "Sweet Thing" and "Nowhere But Here" comes a love story about a Craigslist "missed connection" post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn't stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding... I didn't see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn't know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I've spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M

Contributor Bio:  Carlino, Renee Renee Carlino lives in Southern California with her husband, two sons, and their sweet dog, June. When she's not at the beach with her boys or working on her next book, she likes to spend her time reading, going to concerts, and eating dark chocolate. To learn more, visit ReneeCarlino.com.