Synopsis, from Goodreads:
Rachel Blum and Andy Landis are eight years old when they meet late one night in an ER waiting room. Born with a congenital heart defect, Rachel is a veteran of hospitals, and she's intrigued by the boy who shows up all alone with a broken arm. He tells her his name. She tells him a story. After Andy's taken back to the emergency room and Rachel's sent back to her bed, they think they'll never see each other again.
Rachel, the beloved, popular, and protected daughter of two doting parents, grows up wanting for nothing in a fancy Florida suburb. Andy grows up poor in Philadelphia with a single mom and a rare talent that will let him become one of the best runners of his generation.
Over the course of three decades, through high school and college, marriages and divorces, from the pinnacles of victory and the heartbreak of defeat, Andy and Rachel will find each other again and again, until they are finally given a chance to decide whether love can surmount difference and distance and if they've been running toward each other all along.
With honesty, wit, and clear-eyed observations about men and women, love and fate, and the truth about happy endings, Jennifer Weiner delivers two of her most memorable characters, and a love story you'll never forget.
The book follows Andy and Rachel through their thirty year, off-and-on-again relationship and again, I have to praise Weiner's talent, because in the beginning, they each sounded like kids. Then, teens. And finally, adults. Andy and Rachel grew up, in short, and I got to witness it all. Kind of like a voyeur, only less creepy. Haha!
But don't get it twisted, though. This book wasn't an easy read. It made me uncomfortable more than a couple of times, as I found myself identifying with the less awesome components of Andy and Rachel--parts of my personality that I know don't serve me well. And that's why Jennifer Weiner rules: I may not have liked a character's choices, but I understood them. Because their choices were real and the emotions that drove them, raw. Basically, I wanted to hug Andy and Rachel and also smack them--sometimes, simultaneously--while praying they'd find each other in the end. Do they? Well, you'll have to read it yourself to find out. ;)