If it weren’t for Christa’s rave review, I’d have never picked up The Song is You. See, I read Arthur Phillips’ Prague back in 2002 and was underwhelmed. After that I promptly forgot Arthur Phillip’s until Christa decided to read this latest novel. I even warned her all sassy-like, “good luck, his first novel sucked” because I am a bitch.

And now that I’ve finished this book that my makes my heart shake and my palms sweat, I have to admit she was right. This book is charming and lovable.

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