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Delightful and charming. The banter between Beth and Jennifer alone is worth reading, but the love story is sweet too, even if it has a somewhat hurried and less-than-believable ending (but I really WANT to believe it). Perhaps I'm only saying this because of a major continuity error toward the end, when Beth says she first heard the Sundays' “Here's Where the Story Ends” in 8th grade. But if she's supposed to be 28 in 1999, that just can't be, as that song was released in 1990. A small quibble, I know, but it's getting to me a lot more than it should. It broke the spell for me, I guess.

That aside, this really was a very enjoyable read. Even though you only get to know Beth and Jennifer mostly through their email communication to each other, they felt very real and their dialogue was hilarious as well as believable. I want to take both of them out for drinks (but not martinis). Especially Beth, who shares my love of October:

“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins.”