Somehow Ahern manages to create an emotional attachment between the reader and her characters extremely early on in the book. Even being a little annoyed at Justin's narcissism, I still liked him and I was rooting for him to get it together. Joyce was an extremely vulnerable character, but her strength made it possible for this protagonist to balance on that precarious line between relatable and pathetic. I wasn't thrilled with Joyce's father, Henry. Although a very likable character, I have an aversion to elderly main characters because I'm afraid they will die at any moment and put a damper on the whole book. The bond between the father and daughter was genuine and the situations they found themselves in were silly and fun to read about.
The unique idea of this book, a person's memories being transferred to another through a blood transfusion, could have turned out too contrived and out there. However, Ahern manages to keep the book's feet firmly planted on the ground and it remains intriguing, but not too Science Fiction. This book was a literal feast of quotes; "Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you." I found myself nodding in agreement at several pieces of dialogue throughout the book. One quote in particular surprised me with its ringing wisdom:
"Everything grows. Including love. And with that growing every day, how can you expect the missing part to ever fade away? Everything builds. Including our ability to cope with it. That's how we keep going."
Ahern's writing is beautiful, clever, sincere and as fluid as the Seine. There is some language in Thanks for the Memories.

