Cute, a little saccharine, but I sort of had an idea of what I was getting into. The story, while touching on heavy topics such as grief and loss, never really weighed too heavily on me while reading. It's an easy read, one you can curl up to no matter the weather and still end up feeling cozy, and then you look up and see you've been reading for hours without even realizing. The book definitely had some aspects of magical realism, but it wasn't enough to put me off of the story (normally I welcome it, I just wasn't expecting it when I picked it up so it caught me a little off guard at first). The story does feel a little Hallmark-y, the same level of cheesiness, but it's heartwarming too which is welcome especially during uncertain times like these. I like that, above everything else, this isn't just a story about sadness or even a romance, but one of healing. It's a journey and one I'm gad I went on but I don't think it's one I'll revisit.