By Anna Maxted
Meet Holly, the sunny twenty-nine-year-old proprietor of woman Meets Boy, a relationship provider if you happen to are "beautiful inside of and out." even though she's a successfulmatchmaker, she hasn't really fulfilled her personal dating desires (her ex-fiancé, Nick, turns out not going to growth from his task as Mr. Elephant, kid's social gathering entertainer). So whilst her associates dare her to select a guy off the head of the pile, she's game.
But in a single lousy night, the doubtless excellent Stuart seems to be a completecad, and Holly's trust within the goodness of humanity takes a success. What does it suggest for her enterprise and her romantic destiny if she will now not belief her skill to learn humans? Holly's buddies and associates are drawn into the complex drama of her lifestyles, whereas Holly learns her most vital lesson: to belief herself.
Rueful and hilarious, Behaving Like Adults is a must-read novel of guys and ladies transforming into up -- regardless of themselves.
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So I’m out of here. Good-bye, and give my regards to your parents. ” My hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, and my voice was a silly shrill squeak. What had I been thinking. All my plotting, for this? I felt like a city dweller who fantasizes for many years about giving it all up for a fairy-tale cottage near the coast and then does. And realizes she’s trapped alone in the middle of nowhere in a cold, damp, crumbling shack with a broken toilet far away from anyone she cares about. ” Nick’s parents owned a country cottage, but it wasn’t a shack.
I mean earnestly sketched brown creatures hopping about a painstakingly drawn forest glade. I suppose it’s acceptable when you’re seven or seventy, but I can’t condone it when favored by someone in between. It suggests self-delusion on a grand scale. That day, I was annoyed by little things. First, the rabbits. ” Definite, from the word finite, for goodness’ sake, don’t you know anything? ” I took his application and scrunched it up and threw it in the trash. Then I got it out again. He was applying for a date with a girl, not to Oxford University to teach English.
I jumped halfway to the ceiling and they keeled over laughing. All the potential heroes in the carriage looked away. What was I going to do? Quip, “Aren’t you big and brave, picking on me”? No way. Fear told me to change cars, and I did. Afterward I was cross. Why would anyone be like that? How dare they? But I was annoyed with myself, too. I’d run away! Why didn’t I stand up for myself? What could they have done to me in a carload of people? Stabbed me and jumped on my head, apparently, but I was spitting that I hadn’t fought back, not so much as a squeak.
Behaving Like Adults: A Novel by Anna Maxted