This was light to the point of being ethereal, and it's about as satisfying as cotton candy. I'm not sure I even want to classify it as Chick Lit. Drivel with utterly unbelievable, shallow and unlikable characters. It's not a good start when the protagonist is a bitter, cynical woman who takes ad...
That’s a whole new take on library steps, she thought, admiring a neon-lit ladder resting against shelves of leather-bound vintage books. What an incredible space. Who’d have thought to put those rugs against dark wooden floorboards? India had agonized for hours over what to wear for this first m...