Helen, a twenty six year old single girl, leads a rather standard life for a young Brit. She shares an apartment with a guy she has adored since forever her cat called Fatboy. She's in a long term relationship. She's an assistant for an editor from hell and at night she has a full active social life with her fun-loving friends.
Suddenly everything is turned upside down. She breaks up with her abusive boyfriend but has second thoughts even though she knows that he has and probably will continue to cheat on her. Then her father dies sending her into a series of traumatic events. Now she's trying to keep her common sense about her and keep her mom from ending up beside her father all while trying to find new love.
This story wasn't what I expected. I expected funny instead it is in fact sad. This book is really about different types of loss. It isn't about the laughs and it isn't a romance. It's about the deepest and most painful change anyone can go through: the death of a loved one and getting over it. It isn't all doom and gloom. It's finely laced with funny interludes with her phobic calculating mother, a friend who needs to learn personal hygiene, a boss with attitude and the appetizing Tom. I cannot leave out Fatboy, a revengeful peeing cat with an like of performing inappropriate flatulence.
If you like a novel that will make you chuckle, weep, get irate and cringe you will love this one. I know I did.