I wanted some light reading this afternoon and picked up this book, and didn’t put it down again until it was finished. So, I guess I must have enjoyed it. :D It’s chick-lit, fairly standard stuff for the genre, and the plot was comfortingly predictable. Three Londoners, best friends, who all work at the same magazine all have a rough time of things for one reason or another. One goes on maternity leave with her first child, and isn’t quite sure how to cope with motherhood; one is involved with a married man, and more than the usual share of drama because of it; and the third tries to make amends for something awful her father did years ago, and well, it’s not hard to guess that things don’t go as she plans, either. A satisfying read, and a good way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon.