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Romance, humor, family drama, with a touch of Buddhism. Sound interesting?
When approaching life’s problems, Sophie sees in black and white. That is, when they’re someone else’s problems. So when it comes to her sister, Sophie is sure she has all the answers, and offers them without hesitation. If only her sister would listen.
Then, through a series of chance encounters, she meets Sam, who is witty, kind, and downright unflappable. Sophie has the overwhelming sense that she’s known him before, and as a relationship builds between them, odd visions invade her mind. Though she tries to dismiss them, their persistence will not allow it.
As someone who is quick to judge others, she is intrigued by Sam’s ability to accept people as they are. She begins to see him as a role model, but try as she may, his accepting nature is difficult to emulate.
Will Sophie ever be able to put her hasty judgments aside and realize not every problem has a simple solution?
Finally, she met his eyes. Why did she feel as if it would be the most natural thing in the world to kiss him?
“I know you, don’t I?” he said, more as a statement than a question. Before she had a chance to respond, he shook his head. “Agh, I told myself I wasn’t going to say that. The line is so overplayed.”
“You’re forgiven,” she replied. “But only because it feels like I know you, too.”
“Really?” He sighed with relief. “I was trying to think of any words but those. I wanted to say it the second time I saw you, but, well. . . .”
She said nothing, but instead found herself preoccupied with the thick, dark hair that curled just above his ear, staring so long that the world beyond became a blur of motion and light. The song that played had long been one of her favorites, but tonight the melody hung hauntingly in her ears. Her gaze wandered to his shoulder, where her hand seemed to meld into his soft cotton shirt. She no longer beheld him in his entirety, but instead registered glimpses that were inexplicably calming. His jawline with just a hint of stubble, the curve of his mouth as he spoke, the kindness in his eyes.
She blinked, trying to clear her head. How much have I had to drink anyway?