This book started strong, dipped in the middle, and sought redemption with a charming ending. At the beginning I was rooting for the protagonist, Anne, but as the plot moved along, I felt frustrated with her point of view and choices. She felt like a friend that you like less and less the more you get to know her. She was surprisingly insecure and easily manipulated and seemed to constantly need external validation. I was hard to reconcile these traits in an accomplished woman with a PhD. She seemed to view her friends and family in stereotypical ways: the gossipy secretary, the judgy sister with her obnoxious children, the mindless stay-at-home moms, the clueless students. And, of course she has a trusty sidekick: the gay best friend. Her opinions and feelings seemed to fluctuate easily, dictated by the last person to speak with her. I enjoyed Adam, and wished for him a better, stronger, more coherent female counterpart. Anne received an ending straight out of a romance novel, but it was not the ending she would have deserved in real life.