Known as “Picky
Molly Hacker” to meddling friends and family, she refuses to let anyone dictate
her life. So what if she can’t seem to find “the one?” Still, she aims to prove
to them that she can find someone all on her own. In fact, she found four.
Molly is
brazen, witty, smart, and not afraid to say something. She’d rather write
obituatiers for the newspaper than cover weddings. Me too!
Her story is
a rollercoaster of lover’s lane—from prospective loves to past loves. Readers
will enjoy Molly’s analytical shenanigans. It’s amazing how many men she
juggles in this hilarious tale. Who will she choose in the end? Alan is an
annoying schizo who could be a pawn by the she-devil; Tony is a past crush that
recently got divorced and could be on the rebound; Cody could just be a R&R
player; and Max just seems to be this perfect specimen that landed right
smack-dab in the middle of this triangle. And then there's Leo, a ghostly love from the past that still haunts her to this very day.
“I believed
that I had all my demons neatly lined up like laundry, each one held up by a
clothes pin, basking on a line in the afternoon sun. And now [the] windstorm
had blown everything off the line, across splintered fences and into the
neighbors’ yards, where everything I thought I knew lay twisted and
unrecognizable on soiled grass.” (64) Loved this analogy!
Funny and
relatable! I love her fast-talking, biting wit. It’s like listening to Billy Crystal.
She’s kooky, quirky, and cute.
My rating: 4 stars
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