3.5 stars
(read in June, 2014)
I was pleasantly surprised to really enjoy this book. As the blurb says, Danny and his landlady/friend, Connie, work together to thwart suicidal people from throwing themselves from the cliff that their ocean-side home sits next to. Apparently it’s a popular jumping spot for the desperately unhappy.
While suicide is definitely a part of the plot, it’s really about this lovely young Asian man who has convinced himself that he must hide his real self from the world. Danny grew up in a very traditional (read repressive) family where the other half of him, Dannii, who loves dresses, heels, and makeup, had no place. Estranged from his family, he has yet to meet that special someone who will accept all of him.
Taylor looks like a jumper. But is he? As the short story unfolds we find out that he is more than meets the eye. The physical connection between Danny and Taylor is immediate, explosive, but a more complicated connection raises this above quick smut. There is some real depth to Taylor and what brings him to the cliff in front of Danny’s home.
I have to add that I really liked the use of photography in the story, how it is used to ‘catch’ the guys’ interest in each other— it’s the foundation for their common interests— how it is used to expose those hidden depths. Very effective.
The fact that we go from cliff-side to hot flirtation, to finding acceptance and the promise of love, within about one hundred pages is remarkable, really. On the flip-side, the length is the one thing that works against the plotting— everything happens very quickly, within twenty-four hours, and the ending is a bit abrupt. But for a short story, this is very well made.
Extra points for the Australian setting and the interracial romance.