I think I just want to live in Lily Morton’s head. It’s filled with funny stories, beautiful locations, and dreamy men. This book was no exception. I didn’t like it quiet as much as Oz (probably because it lacked as much Oz himself lol), but I still really loved it. It started out so heartbreaking, but there was so much strength, growth, love, and of course the trademark witty banter that it quickly became so much more.