Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
I enjoyed this sweet and inspiring, if a bit obvious, story much more than the first two in the trilogy. Our heroine has grown over the series, and although still making some pretty stupid decisions that made me want to slap her, by the end of the book has a wonderful a-ha moment that is very satisfying. Plus, there's a pug.
JoJo Moyes writes the kind of romances that I like to read: it's as much about relationships of all kinds (including the MC's relationship to self) as it is about the boy-meets-girl-HEA, and the sex scenes are mostly fade-to-black instead of throbbing organs and heaving bosoms.
Audiobook, borrowed from my public library via Overdrive. Anna Acton's narration was pretty good, although her American accents were pretty generic and a little uneven.