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Book Synopsis*** CONGRATULATIONS TO THE BRITISH BOOK AWARDS AUTHOR OF THE YEAR 2022***
Lucy Sullivan''s been told she is getting married . . . but to who? Discover the uplifting, laugh-out-loud story of a reluctant wrestle with fate, from the No. 1 bestselling author of Grown Ups
''Keyes is in a class of her own'' DAILY EXPRESS
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''I was still at that stage in my life when I thought that weekdays were for recovering from the weekend''
Twenty-six year old Lucy Sullivan is living it up (and occasionally down) in London.
Hers is a life of quiet, undisciplined desperation. But when she and three friends visit a psychic for a bit of fun and the woman''s predictions start coming true, Lucy is horrified.
For the fortune teller insisted she''d soon be married - within the year, in fact.
Not only does Lucy not have a boyfriend, but the chances of getting one are looking slim. Between the bottles of win
Trade Review
Lucy Sullivan's been told she is getting married . . . but to who? She doesn't even have a boyfriend yet . . .
'I was still at that stage in my life when I thought that weekdays were for recovering from the weekend'
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One of those rare books that will swallow up your day without realising it. Romantic and uplifting it won't fail to put a smile on your face. Marian Keyes is back to her best * The Daily Express *
When it comes to writing page-turners that put a smile on your face and make you think, Keyes is in a class of her own * Daily Express *
Gloriously funny * The Sunday Times *
Keyes manages to have you alternately blubbing and belly-laughing to the final page * Company *
Not only is it a great story with funny, loveable characters, it made me laugh out loud * Stylist *
A warm and hilarious page turner * Good Housekeeping *
Funny but poignant * Marie Claire *
A smart new drama from the awesome Marian Keyes * Heat *
Full of twists and turns, with warmth and humour on every page, it doesn't disappoint * Closer *
A modern fairy tale, it's full of Keyes's self-deprecating wit * The Sunday Mirror *
