the lemon sisters review


 โ€œTo always, for forever and ever.โ€ 

Alright. I am going to read anything and everything Jill Shalvis writes. Including her grocery list. Clinging to ๐Ÿ‹The Lemon Sisters ๐Ÿ‹like Saran Wrap while squealing in a pitch not meant for humans: I LOVED IT! Like I made 25 highlights loved it. Stories about sisters just delight me ๐Ÿค—. If youโ€™re a mother youโ€™d ROTFL at all the super relatable moments: the vomit๐Ÿ™ˆ, fight club (boy mom), privacy going the way of the dodo bird, bedtime routine ๐Ÿ˜–, the desire to lay in bed and rest for a couple of YEARS ๐Ÿ˜ด, ya know? Hereโ€™s the thing about Brooke (adventurous and single) and Mindy Lemon (โ€œperfectโ€ and married)… they were night and day. Oil and water. Apples and oranges. But they were sisters, blood, and they belonged together. They both needed a wake up call. So they change places: Mindy stays in LA in the throes of her mommy meltdown and Brooke heads back to their hometown with three little kids in tow. After seven years away, Brooke comes face-to-face with the six-foot-tall blast from the past, ๐Ÿฅฐ Garret ๐Ÿฅฐ. He spent their teenage years as the third musketeer to Brooke and Mindy. But Brooke is v good at what she does. Which is hiding. Are the sisters lemons in life? In love? Read to find out! The perfect summer (quarantine) story! Heads up on some possible triggers: fear of not being enough, abandonment, infertility. You can now find me with another Jill Shalvis contemporary romance, some sweet lemon ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿž bread, and a fresh pitcher of ๐Ÿ‹ lemonade. Okay, byeeee.

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