Her overall development, however, has a mostly smooth pacing and there is a noticeable change in her by the end of the book. Still, her refusal to see what is obvious and determination that Billy really does love her gets hard to keep reading after a certain point. With an essentially absent father, and a mother who is seemingly impossible to please, the clear change in how Gabby feels about herself when she’s with Billy makes it easy to get why she acts the way she does. Gabby is the kind of girl who holds on too tight to what she views as the one good thing in her life, and while her obsession and willingness to do anything to keep Billy as her boyfriend is frustrating and kind of pathetic, the reasons she clings to him is easy to understand in light of the full scope of her life. Well written with an interesting narrative style, and blending the before and after of the accident, there is a quiet mystery set inside an otherwise coming of age type story.

Though Gabby borders a little too much on the pathetic side of things for this reader, and some parts of the story seemed too repeated and focused on, her overall character is one that can be understood and related to. Though admittedly frustrating at times, but filled with voice and some vivid characters, Where It Began is an interesting tale of relationships, finding the truth, and getting past something huge. It's time for Gabby to face the truth, even if it means everything changes.Įspecially if it means everything changes. Same, and Gabby's beginning to realize she's missed more than a few Her life back isn't difficult, it's impossible. Of his BMW without a single memory of how she got there.Īll Gabby wants is to make everything perfect again. The next eight months with Billy wereīliss.Until the night Gabby woke up on the ground next to the remains Herself, she struck gold: Billy Nash believed she was a the flawless When she started her senior year as a blonder, better-dressed version of Gabby lived under the radar until her makeover. SUMMARY: Sometimes the end is just the beginning.

Where it began by ann redisch stampler