Starry Night

Picked this up at the library because I have this weird holiday themed masochistic side that comes out to play at the end of every year. It's like my subconscious purposely looks for the most trope-tastic, ridiculous stories it can find. It's also why I get sucked into the black hole of TV otherwise known as the Hallmark channel (at least there there's an opportunity for an actor to save a role, a plot or even a whole movie).

I have to wonder if this book would have been better had it been told from the point of view of the dog. Because for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why or even how the two stereotypical characters managed to fall in love in less than 48 hours. Not just lust but absolute love. Then later, another 48 hours around Thanksgiving. Which of course leads to an argument and someone looking for excuses and then running away. Basically what happens in every Hallmark movie when there's about 20 minutes left. Maybe Hennessy the dog (who I chose to believe was named after a brand of cognac, not some family member) could have given us some insight into it all. If I had been given that, I might have given this more stars.