To be completely honest I wondered about my reading choice when I first picked up 'I. Someone else's shoes'. The first chapter suggested the characters may be a little crude, especially the way they talked about the shoes at the centre of the story.
As I approached the middle of the storyline I wanted to reach in and punch some of the men in the story.
By the caper I couldn't read or turn the pages fast enough and oh my, being stuck under that bed, I was right there with her, hahaha.
And finally, the ending was a beautifully wrapped present with the perfect bow on top!
Bravo JoJo Moyes for the wonderful story telling, throghly enjoyed by a woman in her 40s who most definitely does not yet have it all worked out!