The best thing about this book is the author’s name. I classify it as chic lit. A divorced writer falls for her mailman. A real hunk. Then is set up with a lawyer, a real non-hunk. She needs to decide and this takes up the whole book. The funniest character is her mother, who classifies all the characters in the novel as Harvard ’49, Vassar ’60 etc. (This does not bode well for the mailman.) The author wants to get in a joke at every turn. Got boring.
