Friday, April 4, 2014

#BookReview: The Opposite of Maybe by Maddie Dawson

Rosie and Jonathan are living the carefree, good life. While their friends settled down and had kids and careers, these two have managed to remain the kid-free, free spirits they were when they started dating over a decade ago. They’ve both been happy with things just the way they are, until Jonathan is given an opportunity he doesn’t want to refuse.

While Rosie teaches English as a Second Language classes to adoring students, Jonathan is an artist of sorts and a collector. Lately, he’s been collecting teacups. Is there money to be made in teacups? Well apparently Jonathan and his new business partner think there is. Now Jonathan expects Rosie to uproot her life, leave her elderly grandmother behind (after putting her in a home), and follow him to San Francisco to open a tea cup museum. And he’s sweetened the deal by proposing.

From the beginning, it’s easy to see that Jonathan is selfish, self-centered and manipulates Rosie and she allows it. So you can’t blame him for thinking that if he dangles a ring in front of her in front of a room full of people, she’ll give in and say yes. Even as everything in her tells her this is a mistake, Rosie is determined to find a good place for Soapie so she can join Jonathan.

Soapie, who reminds me of Blanche Devereaux meets Sophia Petrillo, is having no parts of a nursing home, thank you very much. She’s already moved in a local gardener named Tony, who will assist her around the house. If you grew up in the 80s like I did, as soon as you read the description of Tony, you’ll start thinking Tony Danza from Who's the Boss. I don’t blame Soapie, I’d move him in too!

What happens next is pretty predictable and there’s really no way of reviewing the rest of the book without giving it away. Just know that it’s cute, Soapie is hilarious and everything ends as it should.

Published: April 2014
Disclaimer: Copy of book received from publisher, opinions are my own.

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