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SERIES REVIEW: Dearest Milton James & Dearest Malachi Keogh by N.R. Walker
Dearest Milton James – N.R. Walker
Malachi Keogh finds himself in a job he neither wanted nor asked for when his father, boss of Sydney’s postal service, sends him to the end of the business line, aka The Dead Letter Office. Malachi expects tedious and boring but instead discovers a warehouse with a quirky bunch of misfit co-workers, including a stoic and nerdy boss, Julian Pollard.
Malachi’s intrigued by Julian at first, and he soon learns there’s more to the man than his boring clothes of beige, tan, and brown; a far cry from Malachi’s hot pink, lilac, and electric blue. Where Julian is calm and ordered, Malachi is chaos personified, but despite their outward differences, there’s an immediate chemistry between them that sends Malachi’s head—and heart—into a spin.
To keep his father happy, Malachi needs to keep this job. He also needs to solve the mystery of the pile of old letters that sits in Julian’s office and maybe get to the bottom of what makes Julian tick. Like everything that goes through the mail centre, only time will tell if Malachi has found his intended destination or if he’ll find himself returned to sender.
Dearest Malachi Keogh – N.R. Walker
Julian Pollard never believed in love at first sight. That was until he met Malachi Keogh. Well, maybe it wasn’t love at first sight, but it sure was something.
Julian had forgotten how to live, how to be happy, and Malachi changed all that. Now together for four years, Julian wants to give Malachi a Christmas he’ll never forget.
N.R. Walker writes some of the most heartwarming, unforgettable stories. She outdid herself with Dearest Milton James. Hands down, this is one of the most adorable stories I’ve read!
Dearest Milton James is set in Australia’s Dead Letter Office, perhaps the least likely place to find excitement or the man of your dreams. The story not only made this dull department a place of surprises and mysteries, it also housed two very inspiring, heart-meltingly sweet romances.
Colorfully dressed, walking ray of sunshine Malachi Keogh was dumped by his father, the head of the postal service, in the Dead Letter Office as a last-ditch effort to give his son work. Boldly declaring he would not stay long, Malachi soon found himself a new family in the merry band of misfits headed by the nerdy but hottie, Julian Pollard, rocking head-to-toe brown.
He also discovered that the Dead Letter Office was far from dead. I was just as surprised with how much activity there was. Their main responsibility is to find the sender or/and receiver. It’s work that combines detective skills and research. And opening packages!
It’s the most fun and sometimes terrifying part because you never know what you’ll find. From heartwarming little tokens, live animals, sex toys, and even body parts. The plastic kind but still hella creepy.
The plot is an epistolary romantic mystery of two anonymous men in a forbidden relationship in the 1970s. It sparked a present-day romance between Malachi and Julian. The department has a bundle of mysterious 40-year-old letters addressed to a Milton James. Malachi, Julian, and the rest of the gang pooled their talents to solve the mystery and find the sender.
This part of the story completely absorbed me. I was so intrigued and heavily invested in uncovering the identity of the two men who were separated by war and societal taboos. I was prepared to be heartbroken about the outcome but the plot threw in some twists that totally caught me by surprise!
I love Malachi! I loved how he matched his hair to his clothes. I used to dress as colorfully as him, so I was totally digging his vibe right off the bat. Our boy is prone to verbal diarrhea, and his outbursts are funny! He’s endearingly emotional and soft-hearted with just the right amount of sass. His POV was super fun to read.
If you’re looking for a book boyfriend, Julian’s your guy. I’m a sucker for blushy seme, and he’s adorably blushy. He’s perfect without being annoying. Seeing him trying to conceal his attraction to Malachi from Malachi’s perspective worked so well in highlighting his swoony nerdy appeal
The story hit me hard in the kokoro! From the deeply moving, beautifully poetic writing of the mysterious letter sender pouring his heart out to Milton James to the floofy gooey, super sweet connection that blossomed between Malachi and Julian, I was a mushy ball of goo!
Dearest Malachi Keogh is the equally wonderful and floofy short story of Julian hatching a plan to gift Malachi the most unforgettable Christmas surprise of all. Everyone got involved to make it happen.
It’s a charming little epilogue that echoes the main story. I was delighted to read Julian’s POV. This guy is everything!
Dearest Milton James and Dearest Malachi Keogh are the perfect balance of humor, romance, and mystery. They’re light and angst-free. A magical, poignant, feel-good tale of love and friendship definitely worth writing home about.
Rating:
5 Stars – absolutely perfectSoundtrack: Dearest
Artist: The Black Keys
Album: Rave On Buddy HollyRating:
5 Stars – absolutely perfectSoundtrack: My Dear
Artist: The Tallest Man On Earth
Album: I Love You, It’s A Fever Dream
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SOUNDTRACK: Dearest by The Black Keys & My Dear by The Tallest Man On Earth
Soundtrack to Dearest Milton James by N.R. Walker
A Buddy Holly classic for a book about two men in love separated by war and societal taboos
You may be a million miles away
please believe me – umm ya
when you hear me say
I love you – I love youCome home – keep me from these sleepless nights
try my love again – umm ya
I’m gonna treat you right – umm ya
I’m gonna treat you rightSoundtrack to Dearest Milton James: Dearest Malachi Keogh by N.R. Walker
My Dear by The Tallest Man On Earth for a book about a man taking time to appreciate the colorful ray of sunshine with verbal diarrhea who changed his sensible, boring life.
My body’s with the birds in me
But my mind is with the times they’re leaving
I want them but I let them go
There’s a sparkle in the dust I breathe inMy morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on by -
Dearest – though you’re the nearest to my heart
please don’t ever – umm ya
ever say we’ll partYou scold and you were so bold
yes together – umm ya
our love will grow old – umm ya
our love will grow oldYou may be a million miles away
please believe me – umm ya
when you hear me say
I love you – I love youCome home – keep me from these sleepless nights
try my love again – umm ya
I’m gonna treat you right – umm ya
I’m gonna treat you rightMy body’s in the summer storm
And my mind is with the feeling after
Old memories I can’t let go
I’m moving on but they run fasterMy morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on byMy body says the water’s cold
But my mind will have a way to cross it
And I know I held the time so dear
And the feeling it was here, I lost itMy morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on byIn a patch in the forest
Little bells hang from the tree
And I ring them so gently
What if you heard me now, my dear?My body’s with the birds in me
But my mind is with the times they’re leaving
I want them but I let them go
There’s a sparkle in the dust I breathe inMy morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right
Stillness in the ways I try
And then you walk on byMy morning is empty and the streets are wide
I look for nothing and I feel all right, oh
Stillness in the ways I try
As I lean into the morning light
It’s like my body’s in some other town
And then you walk on by
