There’s only so long you can hide who you are.
Flick Lindenwood, fresh from college, has returned home to the suburban haven of Green Valley, back to society…and the source of her heartbreak. Four years ago Elodie Hamilton savagely broke her heart, and Flick has no intention of letting her pretty ex get back under her skin. As far as she’s concerned, she and Elodie never happened.
But Elodie has other ideas.
Afraid to come out, Elodie chose to destroy her relationship with Flick rather than let her family know who she was. But now she wants to right the wrong she did—if she can only find the nerve, and if she can convince Flick to see past the pain she caused.
Second chances don’t come around very often. Only time will tell if Elodie will make the best of hers.
The supporting characters were nicely written. I liked the dash of humor they added to the plot almost as much as I liked these characters themselves. Seeing how Flick and Elodie responded to their friends and family members added dimensions to their personalities that I never would have noticed otherwise. Including as many of these moments as the author did was a good idea.
There were too many flashbacks for my tastes. While some of them were completely necessary in order to understand why Flick was reacting to her ex the way she did, I was distracted by how often the scenes shifted from the present to what happened to the characters four years ago. They also broke up the pacing of this story without giving me any information about Elodie’s betrayal than I hadn’t already gotten earlier.
There were several times when the dialogue made me smile. A lot of the plot development actually happened as a result of the conversations certain characters had with each other. This was an interesting and creative way to move things along. It’s not something I come across very often in fiction, and it made me curious to look up the rest of Ms. Davenport’s work and see if she uses this same technique in other tales.
Give I Wish I’d Never Met You a try if you’re a fan of reminiscing about the past.