I guess I just liked her earlier stuff. The concept and conceit of this book is ridiculous. A television writer tries to save her marriage by talking into a magic telephone that allows her to communicate with her husband in the past. Only, none of that matters, because she can’t change the past. If every time she talked on the phone, she changed something or made things worse and had to fix it, that would be an amazing novel. If I had the power, I’d go back and tell past me not to have read this. Also, to have not dated the redhead.
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