I wasn't sure about this book when I started it. I read another Mitchard book last year, and while I enjoyed it, I wasn't overwhelmed with its greatness. And truthfully, the first few chapters of this book were hard going, because of my utter lack of connection with any of the characters. Truth be told, I actually could not stand either Leo or Julianne. Both were so utterly shallow and superficial, and Leo especially had such a superiority complex toward Julianne that it made me want to punch him between the eyes. That much did not change throughout the book.

However, watching Julianne become more multi-demensional, and actually developing some depth as she traversed the difficulties of multiple slerosis, was a really satisfying reading experience. I really began to appreciate her as she learned how to live with dignity in the wake of Leo's duplicity, her disease, and looming financial disaster. I liked that she stripped her life down to what was important, that she really leaned on those family & friends who proved their worth, and that she took her therapist's advice to get out and get a life rather than living as a victim. These are not small things, and to emerge from such a life implosion as a reasonably stable and immeasurably stronger person is good stuff - in fiction or in life.

What was perhaps the most enjoyable (for me) was having her reconnect with a childhood love, and having that reignite for her. I liked that it happened slowly, and that she recognized that it was a good thing...that he was the real deal...and that she didn't second guess herself into rejecting him. Why? Because sometimes that is exactly how life happens, and it is good to celebrate the good, solid, steady relationships...those that might not have fireworks, but prove their mettle just the same.

All in all, this book was a winner for me. The storyline was good, the writing was good, and together they were something really special.