I read “Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda,” in February and I was impressed with how hard Paige Michaels tried to keep her business to herself. As soon as I saw “Too close for comfort,” was the sequel, I almost broke my finger ordering it. Paige has seemingly settled into her new normal with her new man, but Celeste is still unwell. We get to find out all about her friends, their men and their entrepreneurial skills in this one.
La Jill Hunt’s characters are so fun and relatable to me. Real “Living Single,” and “ Girlfriends,” vibes. Like they are grown but haven’t completely matured, so their mistakes are more like tendencies and their tendencies just make them authentic . It’s a whole new book, but Paige STILL runs head first into drama by withholding random information. This lady will haul off on somebody, then they all have a good laugh about it. I had to look up the right word for Celeste and I swear she is “morose.” I picture her as Eyore from Winnie the Pooh. Ya Ya is also a little off.