Postcards From a Stranger (Postcards #1)

by Imogen Clark

Easy come easy go, she thinks, but she replays that wink in her head until the memory gets wobbly.

I like that.. Until it gets wobbly

The call turns out to be something and nothing, a young person scratching a living in a call centre like a battery hen.

Great descriptions

Michael, 1992

All of these chapters from different perspectives are confusing me in a good way. It's like a mystery for me to solve!

My ‘all round the houses’ delivery style

That's a great way to describe it!

So many fabulous-looking lives are fake. People only share the good parts and skip over the bad. Perfect, eye-sparkling, snow-dusted, heart-stoppingly romantic New Year’s Eves only happen in the movies.