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"Maybe it will be good for you to be on your own for a bit." "Why?" I respond, bored. Lizzy, with perfect lipstick, insists, "You've got to be happy alone before you can be happy with someone." "Did you read that in GirlTime?" I ask. "I might have," she replies, "So?" "I wrote it." Wickedly funny and brutally honest, this story follows Helen Bradshaw, a caustically charming twenty-something who isn’t living her dreams. As a lowly assistant editor at GirlTime magazine, she drives an ancient Toyota and has a knack for choosing subpar boyfriends. Her scruffy roommate and her seemingly perfect friends only add to her chaotic life, and her cat, Fatboy, has a habit of peeing in her underwear drawer. When Helen receives an unexpected call about her father's massive heart attack, she initially dismisses it as just another disruption in her hectic life. However, as her pushy mother unravels, a close friend faces tragedy, and a tequila incident complicates her feelings for Tom the vet, Helen realizes that getting over it is far more challenging than she anticipated. Hilarious, wise, and compulsively readable, this debut introduces a bold new voice in women's fiction.
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