I had high hopes for this sequel. With it having been 15 years since P.S I Love You, I thought it would be a charming return to the lives which can’t before.
I wouldn’t say it was disappointing, just a little lacklustre. By the end of the book, the words in the title had become overused and annoying.
Don’t see this one becoming a bestseller. This just might be my last Cecelia Ahern book.
Its ending left me in tears... It wasn’t a complete hit and miss.
I’ve read her books before and I have to say that this one felt almost entirely like One Hundred Names. Like a Self help guide within the fiction. There was no fun or wisdom or humour: quite depressing but raw. Deals with thoughts on death.
I wouldn’t say it was disappointing, just a little lacklustre. By the end of the book, the words in the title had become overused and annoying.
Don’t see this one becoming a bestseller. This just might be my last Cecelia Ahern book.
Its ending left me in tears... It wasn’t a complete hit and miss.
I’ve read her books before and I have to say that this one felt almost entirely like One Hundred Names. Like a Self help guide within the fiction. There was no fun or wisdom or humour: quite depressing but raw. Deals with thoughts on death.