The End of Loneliness by Benedict Wells: The Universe of My Wounds

To fall in love with the title and the cover of this novel is easy. Those two match together unfortunately not with what they try to deliver. It’s far from easy to love the story they bring. I’m glad that I didn’t bought its paperback despite high rating it has. The cover should be a white man standing in front so he would seemed bigger, while there were people at his back and please make them blurry.

An eleven-year old Jule is the youngest of Moreau family. He has Liz; an outgoing eldest sister, and Marty; a rigid and smart older brother. From Jules’ point of view we will know all of the characters and their background stories. He was an outgoing boy until the suddent death not only took his parents, but also his upbringing and his relationship with his remained family off.

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