Eleven minutes passed before Delaney Maxwell was pulled from the icy waters of a Maine lake by her best friend Decker Phillips. By then her heart had stopped beating. Her brain had stopped working. She was dead. And yet she somehow defied medical precedent to come back seemingly fine-despite the scans that showed significant brain damage. Everyone wants Delaney to be all right, but she knows she’s far from normal. Pulled by strange sensations she can’t control or explain, Delaney finds herself drawn to the dying. Is her altered brain now predicting death, or causing it?
Then Delaney meets Troy Varga, who recently emerged from a coma with similar abilities. At first she’s reassured to find someone who understands the strangeness of her new existence, but Delaney soon discovers that Troy’s motives aren’t quite what she thought. Is their gift a miracle, a freak of nature-or something much more frightening?
Fracture started off slow for me but really started to pick up about 50 pages in. After that, it stared rolling and held my interest really well all the way until the end of the book.
For me, first and foremost this was another story about someone who can see things that nobody else can see, but still can’t see the obvious that is right in front of them. Maybe it’s just because it’s been a while since I was a teenager and I’m a lot more no-nonsense about relationships now that I’m firmly in the adult camp, but I really didn’t understand Delaney’s constant dance of sorts with Decker. They were obviously attracted to one another whether it was acknowledged or not and he was a good and decent guy, so why not just go with it. And Troy? Girl, please. The dangerous guy is never the right guy. Ever. Ever. But I guess it’s not fair for me to use that to judge the book because I really didn’t know that as a teenager either, and hindsight is always 20/20. I learned by making mistakes. So while I wasn’t crazy about the love triangle in this book, it was understandable when you add in the whole “could ruin our best friends relationship” thing and the whole “the wrong guy is the only person who understands what I’m going through” thing. Also, Delaney’s mother. What even? No words for her other than that I haven’t been so mortified and disgusted by a fictional character in quite a while, and she wasn’t even a particularly major character.
I guess the bottom line is that I didn’t really care for a lot of the characters in Fracture but still ended up liking the book overall, which is a testament to Megan Miranda’s writing. The story itself is good – Delaney’s brush with death has left her closer to death itself. Not something that hasn’t been done before, but something that is always readable when done well, and it is here. I would definitely read future books by Miranda.