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I was excited to get to this book in my reading schedule. I really enjoy Karey White's writing. It's always happy to be able to read and review books by author's you enjoy.
So, as per usual, I didn't read much about this book before delving into it. What I didn't realize was that this book was the start of a series and not a stand alone. I know, I should really read up on books before starting them, but I just can't. I like to be completely surprised. Especially by authors I already know. Well, I was a bit surprised to find myself at the end of the book and not have the resolution I was looking for. I have kind of already written the ending in my head. (hee hee) So yeah, now I have all sorts of expectations for the next book. I don't know. It could be good or it could be bad! I guess I'll just have to trust in the author to make it all okay in the end and settle in for the ride.
Usually when you have more than one book in a series about the same characters, it is some other type of book- dystopian, fantasy, thriller- that keeps the story moving forward. This book has none of those things. It is quite simply a book about a girl trying to find love. I'll be interested to see how the author keeps that going through multiple books without it becoming tiring and long.
What I loved about this book were the characters. I felt like I knew them. I could envision them easily and what's more, I liked them. I love the bay area setting and I wish I could have eaten at some of the places in this book last month when I was in SF. Especially the BBQ joint. I feel as though I've missed out on something good...
I also loved Charlotte's family and friends. They are such a good support system and they know how to take care of each other.
Please enjoy the following excerpt! It gives the premise for the whole book.
Mrs. Shelton’s words bounced around in my head. They call her the husband maker.
“That’s quite a frown you’ve got going there.”
Angus dipped his head, forcing me to make eye contact with him.
“Don’t be sorry. Just talk to me.”
“Have you heard anyone call me the husband maker?”
Angus leaned back in the booth and shook his head. His dark, worried eyes watched me. “Who told you about that?”
“So you have?” When he didn’t immediately speak, I knew the answer. I sighed and leaned back against my seat as well.
There we sat, both of us slouching against our seats, looking at each other.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I whispered.
“Now why would I do that? Why would I purposely tell you something that would hurt your feelings?”
I should have appreciated his desire to spare me, but at the moment, I wasn’t sure what to think. “Wouldn’t a real friend be honest with me?”
“I was honest. If you’d ever asked me, I’d have told you. I wouldn’t have lied to you. But I don’t think a real friend would jump at the chance to share something hurtful. Wouldn’t a real friend be protective?”
“Who told you?”
“I overheard Hannah Shelton’s mom in the restroom. She was telling some other woman that everyone calls me the husband maker.”
“Not everyone, Chuck.”
“You know what I mean. And why shouldn’t they? There I was at Harrison’s wedding. I guess I just made him a husband. I guess I made Skyler a husband. And CJ and Jerry and . . . I can keep going if you want me to.” I would have kept going to illustrate my point, but my voice was starting to quiver, and in a minute, I’d only have two options—cry or yell at Angus. As upset as I was that he’d never told me, I knew he didn’t deserve to be yelled at. He was here for therapy, after all.
His voice was full of concern, and he used my given name, so I knew he wasn’t kidding around.
“What?” My voice cracked.
He shook his head. “Don’t worry about what people say. You’ve had bad luck. That’s all. It isn’t your fault.”
The waitress brought out our food. “Can I get you anything else?”
“This is great, thanks.” Angus wasted no time piling food on his plate. “I hope you’re hungry,” he said after she left.
“I can’t believe we’re eating this much food at almost ten.”
“If the food doesn’t take your mind off all this junk, the heartburn will.”
Angus’s voice turned serious again. “If you wish I’d have told you, I’m sorry I didn’t.”
I nodded. I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer, but I had to ask. “Have you ever called me that?”
“Of course not.”
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