Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?
Today should be one of the worst days of seventeen-year-old Hadley Sullivan’s life. Having missed her flight, she’s stuck at JFK airport and late to her father’s second wedding, which is taking place in London and involves a soon-to-be stepmother Hadley’s never even met. Then she meets the perfect boy in the airport’s cramped waiting area. His name is Oliver, he’s British, and he’s sitting in her row.
A long night on the plane passes in the blink of an eye, and Hadley and Oliver lose track of each other in the airport chaos upon arrival. Can fate intervene to bring them together once more?
Quirks of timing play out in this romantic and cinematic novel about family connections, second chances, and first loves. Set over a twenty-four-hour-period, Hadley and Oliver’s story will make you believe that true love finds you when you’re least expecting it.
On Valentine’s Day, I decided to read this in order to be festive. Well, I could have picked just about any other book. When I went in expecting a hardcore, stomach fluttering romance, I came out entirely disappointed.
I couldn’t even write the summary because of my lack of love. The summary of the plot is more dramatic than the whole book.
First of all, the main plot-line isn’t the romance, it is her father’s wedding. Oliver is just some guy she met on the plane, had a few laughs with, kissed, and moved on. Really, the didn’t even have any chemistry! I didn’t find myself anxiously turning the pages or wondering when the first kiss would take place. When the kiss finally happens, it was about as romantic as a chair.
The characters aren’t even cute together! They had absolutely no chemistry, and I didn’t even like Oliver. At fist, he seems sweet but then he becomes annoying and moody and quite ordinary. There is nothing special about these two and their “love” story, and I don’t really think it’s love at first sight, either.
Okay, deep breaths. I didn’t hate the book, just the assumption the name caused me to have. But, seriously! You can’t have a book with such an endearing title and not have a heart stopping romance!! It’s like if your friend built up a story for week and weeks and when she finally told it, it ends up being about homework or something equally unexciting.
More deep breaths. Without the completely misleading name, it’s a quick and fun read about family ties and accepting change. Light, airy, nothing extraordinary, but nothing glaringly terrible.
In all, I would have enjoyed the book much, much more if the title didn’t set me up for an Eleanor and Park type romance.