I would definitely say that romance is my favourite genre. It wasn’t always, but since having two children and reaching my thirties I’ve been able to relate a lot more to the characters in romance novels. Not only that, but it’s nice to get away from it all and delve into the delights of fluff and drama.
Paper Hearts & Summer Kisses by Carole Matthews did not disappoint. It is the type of romance that couples just enough drama with a sense of luck (both good and bad), it doesn’t feel forced or cliche which is a testament to Carole Matthews’ writing skill.
It’s easy to relate to the main character who struggles with the mundane commute and juggling with family life, whilst also dreaming of better things. What is it that holds us all back? Lack of confidence usually, and she is no different. As someone who has struggled as a single mother, balancing work, motherhood and self care, I found this novel refreshingly easy to read, it was one of the rare books that tugged at my tear ducts.
If, like me, you’re flirty, thirty and thriving, but it took a hell of a lot to get you there, you’ll love this one.