I see you, Ian Smith. I see you.
Okay, I love Rachel Cooper. In addition to being hilarious and hapless, she's just comes across as very real. She does all the things we (I'm recklessly including everyone on the planet because this is my review, and I can) do in terms of turning low-stakes things into VERY HIGH IMPORTANT SHARP STAKES THINGS and letting the more crucial life items drift out of focus. And she perfectly encapsulates the eternal weirdness and irritating uncertainty of out-of-your-twenties-singleness.
She'll take you on a journey, and you won't mind at all. But you'll want to wear a helmet.
I remain deeply suspicious of Call-Me-Matt.
Ann Cooper is sweeter to horses than to people, and I don't even get horses, but I LOVE it.
Lee can come here for a hug.
And once again, I see you, Detective Smith.
5 stars. Need Book 3. That is my whole review.
Summer's over, and Rachel Cooper is back! Limping staunchly into the fray, she's determined to develop flexibility in more than just her stiff ankle. With Lynn and Ann at her side, she tackles the challenges of the new school year with her own unique blend of panicked bravado. With new students, new classes, and--could it be?--the possibility of new love in her life, she's already got plenty to keep her flailing. But there's more. While fulfilling her role as director of the school's fall play, she begins to suspect that not all the drama is playing out onstage. Uncovering a series of unsettling clues, she works to solve the backstage mystery before the final curtain falls.