The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight By Jennifer E. Smith

 

Overview:

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.

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Thoughts:

This book was ok, nothing special really. I finished it over two days, reading for about two hours per day, so a very quick read. I liked it, it was light and sweet and romantic, but it was very simple. A simple story, not even a story actually, it was more like a few important incidents that happened in the life of the protagonist.
Her father getting re-married, meeting the potential love of her life, loosing said potential love and finding it again. I guess that does make a story!

What I didnt like about this book was the style of writing. I've always found it annoying when the narration is in present tense in the third person, or even first person for that matter. I like to be told how stuff happened, not as they are happening. Anyway, overall it was ok, not a complete waste.

I really loved the title though!

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Memorable Lines:

In the end, it’s not the changes that will break your heart; it’s that tug of familiarity.

Is it possible not to ever know your type—not to even know you have a type—until quite suddenly you do?

After all, it’s one thing to run away when someone’s chasing you. It’s entirely another to be running all alone.

Love is the strangest, most illogical thing in the world.

It’s easy when you find the right person.

Cheerfulness and contentment are great beautifiers.

It didn’t help that she was right; when had that ever made anything better?