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Lexie Byrne is perfectly content approaching forty, as a singleton. After all, she can watch Dirty Dancing on repeat while eating cheese and onion crisp sandwiches in bed. She’s had a ring on it, then a ring off it, and unless it’s Johnny Castle who merengues into her life, she is never settling again. Her ex-fiance Dan, cheated yes, she was flattened yes, but she picked herself up and in hindsight, had a lucky escape. Lexie’s best friend is Annemarie, who, at forty-two, has settled for Tom, desperate for a baby. But when Lexie meets Adam and she feels a chemistry that almost makes her head explode, Annemarie strongly disapproves. Annemarie says everything is moving way too fast and insists on flying with Lexie when she goes to visit Adam, despite the fact that she thinks she might finally be pregnant. When they arrive at Adam’s, Lexie soon discovers that he has a very complicated past, and an even more complicated present. But through all the drama, Lexie realises that with him, she is having the time of her life. Until the tension that’s been brewing between Lexie and Annemarie finally erupts and, as her unexpected love story unfolds, it is only trumped by a very unexpected arrival.
‘Caroline Grace-Cassidy’s writing shines with sparkling wit and warmth.’- Cathy Kelly
‘Mature women, good food, reasonable amounts of wine and a love story in a quaint Cornwall setting by the sea - The Imortance of Being Me is exactly my kind of book.’- Katrin Andres, acquiring editor at Piper Verlag, Germany
‘The women are real - flawed and funny, and the story is a balm for the soul … making The Week I Ruined My Life the perfect, uplifting summer read.’ - Claire Allan
‘ The Week I Ruined My Life is definitely one of those stories to lose yourself in over an afternoon in the garden, or tucked away in the window seat of a country house, preferably with cake and tea …’ - Jaffa Reads Too
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Lexie Byrne is perfectly content approaching forty, as a singleton. After all, she can watch Dirty Dancing on repeat while eating cheese and onion crisp sandwiches in bed. She’s had a ring on it, then a ring off it, and unless it’s Johnny Castle who merengues into her life, she is never settling again. Her ex-fiance Dan, cheated yes, she was flattened yes, but she picked herself up and in hindsight, had a lucky escape. Lexie’s best friend is Annemarie, who, at forty-two, has settled for Tom, desperate for a baby. But when Lexie meets Adam and she feels a chemistry that almost makes her head explode, Annemarie strongly disapproves. Annemarie says everything is moving way too fast and insists on flying with Lexie when she goes to visit Adam, despite the fact that she thinks she might finally be pregnant. When they arrive at Adam’s, Lexie soon discovers that he has a very complicated past, and an even more complicated present. But through all the drama, Lexie realises that with him, she is having the time of her life. Until the tension that’s been brewing between Lexie and Annemarie finally erupts and, as her unexpected love story unfolds, it is only trumped by a very unexpected arrival.
‘Caroline Grace-Cassidy’s writing shines with sparkling wit and warmth.’- Cathy Kelly
‘Mature women, good food, reasonable amounts of wine and a love story in a quaint Cornwall setting by the sea - The Imortance of Being Me is exactly my kind of book.’- Katrin Andres, acquiring editor at Piper Verlag, Germany
‘The women are real - flawed and funny, and the story is a balm for the soul … making The Week I Ruined My Life the perfect, uplifting summer read.’ - Claire Allan
‘ The Week I Ruined My Life is definitely one of those stories to lose yourself in over an afternoon in the garden, or tucked away in the window seat of a country house, preferably with cake and tea …’ - Jaffa Reads Too