by Kate Rockland, 332 p.
This is, by far, one of the worst books I've read in a long time. And I"ve read a bunch of horrible books. It's reminiscent of a Jennifer Crusie/Jennifer Weiner book gone wrong. Catty, bitchy, crazy chicks. The one redeeming quality is the description of the farm in New Jersey. I totally want to live on an apple farm. Other than that, skip it. Just do.
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