BURYING WATER by K.A. Tucker Blog Tour, Excerpt, Review, + Giveaway!

Apparently blogger hates me!  This should have been up on the 17th, and I apologize, because it wasn't, obviously... Burying Water is an exceptional book - highly recommended!  Keep scrolling for a full review. 

 The top-selling, beloved indie author of Ten Tiny Breaths returns with a new romance about a young woman who loses her memory—and the man who knows that the only way to protect her is to stay away.

Left for dead in the fields of rural Oregon, a young woman defies all odds and survives—but she awakens with no idea who she is, or what happened to her. Refusing to answer to “Jane Doe” for another day, the woman renames herself “Water” for the tiny, hidden marking on her body—the only clue to her past. Taken in by old Ginny Fitzgerald, a crotchety but kind lady living on a nearby horse farm, Water slowly begins building a new life. But as she attempts to piece together the fleeting slivers of her memory, more questions emerge: Who is the next-door neighbor, quietly toiling under the hood of his Barracuda? Why won’t Ginny let him step foot on her property? And why does Water feel she recognizes him?

Twenty-four-year-old Jesse Welles doesn’t know how long it will be before Water gets her memory back. For her sake, Jesse hopes the answer is never. He knows that she’ll stay so much safer—and happier—that way. And that’s why, as hard as it is, he needs to keep his distance. Because getting too close could flood her with realities better left buried.

The trouble is, water always seems to find its way to the surface.

September was a heavy month for rain. It looks like October is competing for a record, too, because it’s pouring again tonight. It’s only a matter of time before the car gives out on me, right here in the middle of this deserted road. Then I’ll be just like the poor sucker on the shoulder up ahead, his hazards flashing.
Even though I’ve already made my mind up to keep moving, when I realize it’s a BMW Z8, my foot eases off the gas pedal. I’ve never seen one in real life before. Probably because there are only a few thousand in the entire country and each one would go for a pretty penny. It’s rare and it’s fucking gorgeous.
And it has a flat tire.
“Nope.” Changing tires in the rain sucks. That rich bastard can wait for roadside assistance to come save him. I’m sold on that plan until my headlights catch long blond hair in the driver’s side. Twenty feet past, my conscience takes over and I can’t help but brake. “Shit,” I mutter, pulling off to the shoulder and slowly backing up.
No one’s getting out, but if she’s alone, she’s probably wary. With a loud groan, I step out into the rain, yanking the hood of my gray sweatshirt up over my head. I jog over to the passenger-side window. Growing up with a sheriff as a father, you learn never to stand on the road, even if there isn’t a car in sight. People get clipped all the time.
I knock against the glass.
And wait.
“Come on . . .” I mutter, my head hung low, the rain pounding on my back feeling like a cold hose bath. It can’t be more than 40 degrees out here. Another five seconds and I’m leaving her here.
Finally the window cracks open, just enough for me to peer through. She’s alone in the car. It’s dark, but I’m pretty sure I see tears. I definitely see smeared black makeup. And her eyes . . . They glisten with fear. I don’t blame her. She’s driving a high-priced car and she’s sitting alone out here after eleven at night. And now there’s a guy in a hoodie hanging outside her window. I adjust my tone accordingly. “Do you need help?”
I hear her swallow hard before answering, “Yes. I do.” She sounds young, but it’s hard to tell with some women.
“Have you called Triple-A?”
She hesitates and then shakes her head.
Okay . . . not very talkative. She smells incredible, though, based on the flowery perfume wafting out of her car. Incredible and rich. “Your spare’s in the trunk?”
“I . . . think so?”

I sigh. Looks like I’m changing a tire in the pouring rain after all

God... What can I even say about this book? K.A. Tucker is an amazing author. With the flip (or swipe) of each page, I tumbled head-over-heels in love with Alex/Jane/Water & Jesse. Ms. Tucker has this way of twisting words into a beautiful and compelling story. Go to author? Yes, yes she is. 

Burying Water is a complex and moving story, staring some very likable characters, and a few you will grow to hate... 


This girl has been through it all. She's married to a monster, has been physically and mental abused, and survives what would have killed a lesser human being. She has an unbreakable will. When I grow up, I want  to be just like her. Well, minus the craptastic husband and repeated beatings. I don't think those things really appeals to anyone... She is the definition of resilience.

"He said the truth is like that water: it doesn't matter how hard you try to bury it; it will always find some way back to the surface. It's resilient."

I fee her body relax into my chest. "I really like that story. I want to be like water, too. I want to be resilient, to go where I'm meant to go." 


When Alex meets Jesse, you just KNOW they're meant for one another. While he can't provide her with the luxury she's used to, Jesse can provide so much more. He's strong, stable, loving, sincere... Jesse is the kind of guy who's not afraid to get his hands dirty. He saves Alex on more than one occasion, and continues to do so when she loses her memory and assumes a new identify as Water. He never stops caring, always putting her first.  He's THE definition of a real man. In short, we all need a Jesse.

Jesse's parents:

Are PHENOMENAL. Jesse and his father (and his mom, too, I guess) have had their share of issues in the past, but when push comes to shove, these two individuals step up in a MAJOR way. They go above and beyond for their son, and Alex. I can't say enough about their kindness of heart, or ability to put a positive spin on an overly shitty situation.


This woman made the book for me. I love a good ornery old lady. Whoo...  She was feisty, that one. She's Jesse's parent's neighbor. Alex gets to know her in the hospital when Ginny is brought in to have her gallbladder removed. Ginny has been through her fair share of turmoil and doesn't trust easily.  She steers clear of human interaction for the most part. I LOVED her character, and I will never look at a tree the same way again. 

Jesse's roommate Luke:

This boy's getting his own book. HOORAY!  I started out kind of hating him. As the series wore on Luke wore me down. He crawled up into my heart and made himself at home. Currently mixed up in some very fucked up business, Luke is going to have one hell of a story to tell. 

Burying Water is a duel POV story. Alex/Jane/Water's POV is present day, while Jesse's is in the past. I actually enjoyed this a great deal. (Usually I don't care of that type of writing..) It enables us as readers to really immerse ourselves in the story. It's  very complex, with various twists and turns along the way.  This is a HEA - one that I feel blessed to have  had the privilege of reading. If nothing else, add Burying Water to your TBR list. 

Born in small-town Ontario, K.A. Tucker published her first book at the age of six  with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. She is a voracious reader, and currently resides in a quaint town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls,  and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.
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