It’s been about a year since I last read anything by Sophie Kinsella, who I really love. And just like last time, I wanted to like this book more than I did.
For the first half of the book, I want to scream at Fixie Farr, our heroine, who never says what she means and gets taken advantage of by basically everyone she knows. It’s frustrating to watch, but then you think, what would people think if they were reading about me and my stupid quirks? Our hero doesn’t get fleshed out as well as I’d like for him being our hero, but it’s nice that he’s got hang ups too. And of course, when they get together two-thirds of the way through, you know something’s going to come blow it up.
I wish there was a little more in the resolution, especially of the family bit, since it seems like it would be harder for everyone to change so quickly. But maybe if you love hard enough, it breaks through the barriers.