I would have appreciated the wishy washy guy, the finicky girl, the mean older ladies, and the stressed out dad a LOT more if I read this when I was younger.
While there’s plenty of responsibility going on – renovating a house, taking care of a child, starting a business, running a book club – it was all through the lenses of a 20-something who just really didn’t seem invested in life yet. Nor does she need to – she’s still young! But I’m not, and I wasn’t the best audience for this story.
If you’re still in your twenties — or you’re still living with your parents — this book is a good, light read about love, loss, and opening your heart again.