I appreciate this is likely to be an unpopular opinion, but I’d appreciate other people’s thoughts.
I loved the story, the friendships, the impossible task of being recognised at that time as a woman. Fantastic storytelling and writing, and wonderful to read a book bringing awareness.
What I didn’t like however, and what ruined it for me, was the ‘love’ aspects of it. She was such a strong, capable, incredible woman, and I found it really took something from the story. I was delighted when she didn’t end up with Rye, thought it had taken a good turn away from predictable love stories, however the schmaltz at the end with Jamie had me chucking the book at the wall.
Maybe I’m just a jaded old bag, but I really didn’t think the book needed it. The story was wonderful, heartbreaking and gripping enough. Alas I’m the only person I’ve come across who feels this way so far.
I’m prepared to be shot at dawn as I know the majority of people loved it.