Okay, are you ready for some gushing? You'd better be, because this book absolutely blew me away. Maybe it's because I haven't read a really good contemporary book in a while. Maybe it's because I've been in an overly sappy mood lately. It doesn't matter. The fact remains that this book stole my heart, and had me sighing happily at the end.
Lest you think that this is a plain and simple case of instalove, let me assure you right now that this isn't the case. You can trust me when I say that I'd be the first one to complain about that. While this is definitely an instant attraction, the relationship that builds is slow and sweet. I think I might have a bit of an obsession with adorable British boys too and, well, that comes into play here.
My favorite part of The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight though was the thin line it walked between sweet and somber. This isn't just a mushy romance. It has depth. Both of our characters are dealing with things that aren't exactly pleasant, and their chance meeting is the one thing that holds them together. Sometimes when YA characters are dealing with family issues, I shake my head and roll my eyes. It's hard not to see them as obnoxious. In this case, both of them were so honest about everything. I had to go through a divorce with my family too, and I know how hard it is to deal. I understood.
Vague review, I know. Still, you can rest assured that I am only doing it for your own good! This is a sweet book. It's a quick read. It's full happy sigh moments, slight teary moments, and big smiles. If you're looking for something to get lost in for a bit? I recommend this.