RELEASE REVIEW: The Accidentals by Sarina Bowen


A YA novel from USA Today bestselling author Sarina Bowen.

Never ask a question unless you’re sure you want the truth.

I’ve been listening to my father sing for my whole life. I carry him in my pocket on my mp3 player. It’s just that we’ve never met face to face.

My mother would never tell me how I came to be, or why my rock star father and I have never met. I thought it was her only secret. I was wrong.

When she dies, he finally appears. Suddenly I have a first class ticket into my father’s exclusive world. A world I don’t want any part of – not at this cost.

Only three things keep me going: my a cappella singing group, a swoony blue-eyed boy named Jake, and the burning questions in my soul.

There’s a secret shame that comes from being an unwanted child. It drags me down, and puts distance between me and the boy I love.

My father is the only one alive who knows my history. I need the truth, even if it scares me.

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My Review

It’s taken me a bit to get my thoughts together in order to sufficiently review Sarina Bowen’s newest release, The Accidentals, and the main reason why I struggled is because while there are definitely undertones of romance throughout this young adult story, in my opinion, any kind of romantic connection is secondary to Rachel’s journey of self-discovery, to her acceptance of her past and of herself, to her first encounter and her subsequent strained relationship with a father she only knew through the music he sang and the lyrics her wrote for the first 17 years of her life. There’s so much for Rachel to work through, which means that the focus for much of the story is about how she’s coping with all the changes in her life…what she’s lost…what she’s gained…what she never had but now realizes she wants and needs desperately, but she doesn’t know just yet how to go about making it happen.

‘There is no evil which does not bring some good.’

This is a part of the lesson that Rachel needs to learn when her world is upended and she’s left to traverse through a much different world than the one she lived for all of her life. Going through these changes and realizing that her old normal will not be a part of her new reality is not something that can be easily accepted, especially given the drastic ways her life is altered and Sarina Bowen illustrates this idea throughout the entirety of the text because even when the story reaches its resolution, there’s so much more adjusting that needs to occur, so while readers can feel hopeful for Rachel’s future given how her life has transformed into one that she clearly has chosen for herself, there’s still work to be done and there’s every indication that that is exactly what will occur even when the last page is read.

Sarina Bowen creates a wonderful cast of secondary characters in The Accidentals. Rachel’s roommate, Aurora, is the perfect ying to Rachel’s yang, and she serves as a sounding board for Rachel and as someone Rachel can rely on and even share some of her truths with, which is something she’s never been able to do since the direction of her life changed. These two quickly form a bond and it proves to be a lifeline for Rachel – one that helps her to understand things as well as see things from a different perspective.

I also adored the dichotomy of Jake’s character – the nerdy hottie is always a hero I can get behind, and it’s Jake’s honesty and his patience with Rachel that solidifies his likability. I love how Sarina Bowen set up Rachel and Jake’s connection, building a solid foundation and then providing them with the means for their relationship to grow at a pace that they’re both comfortable with despite Rachel’s fears and hesitances.

Rachel’s relationship with her famous father is definitely a work-in-progress. There’s so much to be worked through, but neither one of them is willing to take a huge risk, which means that any kind of bond forming between them will be difficult and flimsy at best for quite some time. Because they barely know one another and are forced into this awkward and tense situation, it remains unclear if Rachel’s father stepping up will prove to be a good thing for all involved, but especially for father and daughter.

I have to admit that I was quite frustrated with many of the characters in The Accidentals, but I had to keep reminding myself that it is a young adult read and the fact that Rachel is only 17 years old plays into all of her reactions, her actions, and her decisions. The person I had the most issues with was Rachel’s father; he felt like an extremely flat and static character, and I never fully understood his reasons for being an absentee father or the way he treats Rachel once she becomes a somewhat constant presence in his life. I just didn’t feel like Rachel’s father transformed in any way…don’t get me wrong, he does take steps to make amends but it’s not until the very end when things start to feel genuine and that was a bit disheartening.

Despite the few issues I had with some of the characters and their behaviors, I really enjoyed Rachel’s story and could definitely see her growth as a person consumed with grief, fears, and anger to someone who lives for herself, getting out of her own way and attempting to balance all of the newness in her life with memories of her past and a keen eye on her future.

4 Poison Apples



After the last course—chocolate mousse—the three of us go tripping back across the cold lawn in the dark, Aurora in the lead. I’m the tiniest bit tipsy and wearing heels. So naturally I stumble on a frozen clod of snow and nearly fall. But Jake catches my hand to steady me. “Thanks,” I breathe.

Curiously, his warm fingers remain curled around mine until we reached the door of Habernacker.

I try not to feel ridiculously excited about it.

He lets go when we all reach the third floor. When Aurora opens the door, he follows us inside until we all collapse on the S.L.O., with me in the center.

“Oh! I forgot to steal my plate,” I realize.

“Me too.” Aurora sighs.

Jake reaches into his jacket and pulls out a plate.

“Well done, Mr. Jake!” Aurora laughs. “The party in the annex starts in fifteen minutes.” She heaves herself off the squishy couch. “I have time to redo my makeup.”

I watch her walk over to the stereo, where my phone is already ensconced, and turn on our Christmas playlist. Then she grabs her makeup bag off her desk and leaves the room.

When the door clicks shut, neither Jake nor I speak for a moment. The low chords of a Straight No Chaser song play through our little speakers.

Suddenly, it’s awkward. We’ve been circling each other for a while now—since the night he was trying to be nice and I wrecked it.

“You’re probably sick of a cappella by now,” I say, just to find something to talk about.

But Jake turns slowly toward me and says something unexpected. “Rachel, I need to ask you a question.”

My stomach does a little flip flop, and I turn to face those blue eyes I love so much. “What?” I whisper.

“Well…” He clears his throat. There is a very long pause, during which I hold my breath. “Will you come skiing some time?”

I exhale. “I guess so?” Another beat of silence passes. “That was your big question?” I ask, feeling like I’ve missed something.

His color deepens. “Well, no. I just…” His brow furrows, as if he’s trying to explain some point of astronomy. I love his look of concentration. I’ve missed it.

Jake’s blue eyes lock on mine, and I see how our own orbits might finally collide. This time, I will not send the moment winging back into space. Instead, I lean an almost imperceptible degree in his direction.

And that’s all it takes.

Reaching up, Jake cups his hand to the side of my face. I’m still processing the sweet touch of his fingers when he leans in farther, his lips brushing the sensitive corner of my mouth. His eyes are tentative, seeking permission. My heart thuds with expectation.

And then—finally—Jake kisses me for real. We come together the way a well-timed drummer kicks into the chorus of a song—swiftly, and without hesitation.

We broke apart a moment later, eyeing each other while I try not to smile. “Can I do that again?” he asks, his voice rough. “That was my real question.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Jake makes a low noise of approval, then draws me closer. I reach up for the back of his neck, my fingers grazing that golden patch of skin I’ve always wanted to touch. He kisses me again, his arm finding the velvet waist of my dress and encircling me.

My heart flutters, but not from fear. Warm lips tease mine gently apart. And when his tongue tangles with mine, I lose myself.

He tastes like champagne. Everything is wild and sweet, until the moment Aurora’s voice rings out. “Ay, caramba!”

I feel an unwelcome rush of cool air between us as Jake retreats.

“I did say I was going into the bathroom, right? And not on a trip to Fiji?”

Neither of us says a word; we only look sheepishly at Aurora.

“Just to be clear, now I’m ducking into the bedroom for my coat, which only takes a second.” She steps into the bedroom, and I hear the rustling of fabric. Then she peers dramatically around the door frame. “Good listening! Now I’m going to the party. Will I see you both there? Don’t answer that. We’ll speak later.”

Jake laughs. “Sorry, Aurora.”

“I’ve seen worse.” She departs, the door closing behind her.

And now I’m self-conscious. Rising, I decide to fiddle with the music playlist. “Do you want to go to the party?”

“I’ll go. But I’m not great at parties. It’s all shouting over the music, drinking warm beer out of a plastic cup.”

“Then let’s not.” My fingers shake as I adjust the volume. I go back over to the sofa and sit down.

“So.” He clears his throat. “Where are you going for break?” As he asks, he takes one of my hands in his, massaging my palm with his thumb.

His light touch is so distracting that I almost forget to answer. “Kansas City,” I manage. “To meet my grandfather for the very first time.”

“Um, what?” He squeezes my hand.

So I tell Jake the embarrassing highlights of my weird story—that I hadn’t met Frederick until this past summer.

“Wow. I’m sorry,” he says.

“Don’t be.”

“I guess I’m not that offended now that you wouldn’t introduce me. If the normal waiting period is seventeen years.”

My laugh begins with an unladylike snort. Ah, well. “With me it’s just all soap opera, all the time. Believe it or not, a year ago I was really a boring person.”

“I don’t see how.” He regards me with darting eyes. “You look beautiful tonight.”

“It’s Aurora’s dress,” I whisper.

But Jake doesn’t seem to care. He slips his arms around my waist. Scooting closer, he slides his lips from my forehead, down my nose and onto my mouth. And we begin again.

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