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Review: The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith

Goodreads description:

Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?

Today should be one of the worst days of seventeen-year-old Hadley Sullivan’s life. She’s stuck at JFK, late to her father’s second wedding, which is taking place in London and involves a soon to be step-mother that Hadley’s never even met. Then she meets the perfect boy in the airport’s cramped waiting area. His name is Oliver, he’s British, and he’s in seat 18C. Hadley’s in 18A.

Twists of fate and quirks of timing play out in this thoughtful novel about family connections, second chances and first loves. Set over a 24-hour-period, Hadley and Oliver’s story will make you believe that true love finds you when you’re least expecting it.

Why did I pick this?

I actually first heard about this book from my good friend Andrea at The Bookish Babe and she raved about it. You can check out her review HERE. Then, after Andrea read it, my other good friend April at Sim Sational Books read it and also raved about it. You can read her review HERE.

After reading both their reviews, I knew that I wanted to read this. I’m a huge sucker for some good romance. What girl isn’t?

So me and my fiancee were in Target and I kept telling him about this book I wanted and he bought it for me! I was so excited. I couldn’t wait to pick it up.

So what did I think?

Let me start off by saying that if you are looking for a good romance story this is it. But this book doesn’t stop there. Oh no. There is plenty of other emotions thrown in there as well.

For me, personally, I connected with Hadley on a very deep level. Perhaps because I’ve been in a similar situation as her. I’ve just about been in her shoes. Do not get me wrong. You would have felt the emotion from this book as if actual tears were rolling off the pages themselves.

I tell you I haven’t cried so much over a book in a while. This one tore my heart out and completely exposed it. Remember, it’s a bit more personal for me because of the situation that Hadley was in.

On to the actual story…

I thought the meeting between Oliver and Hadley was so adorable. I instantly liked Oliver. I thought he was just too cute to handle. Plus he has an English accent (score!).

Oliver and Hadley’s interactions and conversations were really fresh and exactly what I would think you would talk about at that age. It was sincere and honest. So open. Like a true breath of fresh air. The pull that Hadley and Oliver had was unmistakable.

One of the things that I loved mostly about this book is the connection you could feel between Hadley and her father. Some of the moments that were in the book made me tear up. Like I mentioned before, the emotions rolling off these pages was so intense. I loved it.

Both Hadley and Oliver didn’t have a great life growing up. Nobody truly does in my opinion. Nothing is perfect. Everybody has skeletons in their closet. That’s what life is made of.

I feel the main message of this book is that even though you’ve had problems with your family (mom, dad, siblings), you want to always remember the good memories. No matter what there is love in there.

Everytime Hadley would get angry at her father, she was always quick to remember those special moments of good she had with her dad. Whenever she thought of those good times, it was like a salve over a burn and the tenderness in them touched my heart.

Same thing with Oliver. He had his moments with his dad. There was a special memory that was brought up for him that had me tearing up also. Since this was mainly Hadley’s story, Oliver’s life wasn’t really up for show. But it was there none the less.

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I read it in a couple hours. I have an emotional attachment to this book to where it might be hard for me to pick up again soon. But I will. And I will love it then too.

I highly encourage you to read this. Everyone should.

Favorite Quote:

In the end, its not the changes that will break your heart; it’s that tug of familiarity.