Published by Mariana Zapata on June 10th 2017
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Ruby Santos knew exactly what she was getting herself into when she signed up to write a soldier overseas.The guidelines were simple: one letter or email a week for the length of his or her deployment. Care packages were optional.Been there, done that. She thought she knew what to expect.What she didn’t count on was falling in love with the guy.
Mariana Zapata’s penchant for the slowest of burns and intimidatingly long stories was what got me tentatively reaching for ‘Dear Aaron’, as the blurb promised to be exactly the kind of story I wanted to read in a long long time.
But it was a surprisingly easy read through it all, with the first half of the book spanning nearly a year and focusing solely on emails (that range from disgusting body functions to familial relationships) and text as Aaron’s and Ruby’s own communication take a turn for the intimate. Strangely enough, it was only when the first person POV came in later that my own reading slowed down, when the transition from letters to messaging to (sometimes neurotic) inner monologues caught me by surprise.
That said, Zapata’s characters do resonate with me, at least from what I’ve read of her books so far. Zapata’s amazing consistency of her characters, the unexpected bursts of humour, the wry and ironic perfection of the aw-shucks girl? It’s pat down. I loved Ruby and her self-deprecating humour straight out, down to the insecurities and the uncertainties that an average person can relate to.
Yet with Ruby providing the sole POV, her insights into the male protagonist through her own skewed observations are the only cues in a narrative given so subtly that it does leave the hero in question in danger of becoming a jaw-tightening, mute and jealous arse who doesn’t want to say what he thinks or feels. There isn’t much I can say of Aaron sadly, who remains somewhat a mystery despite what his letters seem to say and not say and is somewhat of a player by Ruby’s standards.
That said, this doesn’t really change the fact that ‘Dear Aaron’ of definitely one of the better, cuter and sweeter reads I’ve had in a while. I just couldn’t help the nagging feeling that it could have been sharper, possibly shorter and more hard-hitting where it really mattered.