![]() ![]() And I fell in love.īut when your boyfriend is seven-and-a-half years older than you, you hear the occasional whisper. “He’s like that with everyone,” they said, so I fired the sentry guarding the wall. A few months after we met, some church friends convinced me he was just a friendly guy and not a flirt. Mr Wonderful earned his nickname two decades ago because he’s just so… wonderful. Major trust issues which had built a fifty-metre wall around my heart. After years of school bullying and the unfortunate way my one and only relationship had ended, I had trust issues. ![]() He was hanging out with the sound guys-my then colleagues and, I soon learned, his mates-and seemed much too friendly. We met at a big youth event at my church when I was twenty years old (by eight days!). □ (And yes, he cringes when I say that, which makes me laugh harder.) I joke with our girls that it wouldn’t’ve been a good look if he’d rocked up to his Year 12 Formal with a ten-year-old on his arm. My beloved husband graduated secondary school when I was in grade four. You see, it’s an age gap romance, and it reminded me of my early days with Mr Wonderful. Although I’m looking forward to the next book in this series, what my brain is “stuck” on at the moment are memories this story triggered. It’s a fun romcom with a delightful cast of characters I wish were real-life friends of mine, a crazy pelican, and many swoony moments. ![]() I read Eloise and the Grump Next Door over the weekend, an Emma St Clair and Jenny Proctor novel. ![]()
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