Kaleb Ballard was never supposed to be able to see ripples—cracks in time. Are his powers expanding, or is something very wrong? Before he can find out, Jonathan Landers, the man who tried to murder his father, reappears. Why is he back, and what, or whom, does he want?
In the wake of Landers’s return, the Hourglass organization is given an ultimatum by a mysterious man. Either they find Landers and the research he has stolen on people who might carry the time gene, or time will be altered—with devastating results for the people Kaleb loves most. Now Kaleb, Emerson, Michael, and the other Hourglass recruits have no choice but to use their extraordinary powers to find Landers. But where do they even start? And when? Even if they succeed, just finding him may not be enough…
After watching Emerson travelling back on time to rescue Michael on Hourglass, I was definitely looking forward to reading Timepiece. I was surprised when I started reading it and found out that this second book is told by Kaleb’s point of view, but let me tell you: that was not a problem, at all. Quite the contrary, actually. I enjoyed this book much more than the first, especially because of Kaleb. Well, also because of Lily, my favorite character on this series.
Kaleb has started seeing rips since Emerson went back on time and broke the rules, and that’s freaking him out. He’s having a hard time adapting to his new reality, the one where his dad didn’t die. His mom is still in a coma and his world is upside down, but things are just about to get worse. Jack starts appearing all of the sudden and making threats, just to disappear the second after. A mysterious guy named Poe shows up in the middle of the Power Company and threatens Emerson right in front of Kaleb’s eyes. He says that they have until Halloween to turn Jack in or their timelines are going to be changed.
In a race against time, Lily ends up being the one who can save them all. After all, she can find things—so maybe she’ll be able to find people too, right?
Timepiece was a great reading to end 2012 for me. I loved Kaleb’s sense of humor—and loved to get to know Lily more. The two of them are quite a pair, we can totally see the tension building up between them. The main plot was a little bit cliché for me, even thought well written. The second half of the book got me hooked and I simply couldn’t put it down until I was done reading it. We get to see Emerson and Michael again, with their complicated relationship, but seeing it through Kaleb’s eyes is much better than Emerson’s, in my opinion.
My favorite quotes on this book are bellow.
“Kaleb Ballard. I should kick your ass.”
No one as tiny as Emerson Cole should have so much power over me.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“A long time ago.”
I’ve already capped my awkward quota for the year, and it’s only October.
“You need to pass on a message.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Do I look like an envelope?”
I didn’t respond. The first rule of Hourglass is that you don’t talk about Hourglass. Like Fight Club, but without the merciless beatings.
“I thought Chronos was a myth.”
“That’s what they want you to think.”
Kaleb, maybe you should start drinking organic milk. It has less hormones.
Your mouth is talking. You might want to look to that.
“You know what happens when you kiss a frog, don’t you?” I asked, appreciating the moment of levity in the middle of disaster.
“I think they pee.”
“Something’s… off. In our world.” I didn’t want to say “wrong,” because that would be like saying “Welcome to hell, now with hotter fire.”
Lily rubbed her arms briskly.
I started unbuttoning my shirt.
“Wow, really? Right here on the street?”
“Shut up. You’re cold. My shirt is flannel, and warm, and I have a long-sleeved T-shirt on, too.”
“You sure about that?”
And it shocked the hell out of me.
The exact spot where the hourglass filters the sand from the future to the past. That’s where we have to live, Kaleb. Before all the sand runs out, or before somebody shakes it all up again.
“You’re also as big as a house, tattooed, and pierced. And wearing a black leather jacket.”
“Oh yeah.” I’m a bad ass. A bad ass who bakes when he’s depressed.
Also, maybe I’m in love with you a little. But that doesn’t mean I like you.