It's really all about Hadley reconciling with her father and coming to terms with the fact that, despite how much she may want it, her parents are never getting back together. SPLFS can be summed up as follows: A missed flight, a "fated" flight, a wedding, a funeral, and a wedding reception. The characters and cluster of scenes that take place over the course of twenty-four hours are equally boring and uneventful. It amazes me how such a short story can feel so slow and long-winded at times it was like dredging through sludge. Reluctantly, she gets a later flight - one that leads to a whole lotta lurve. Granted, Hadley would rather see her dentist than attend her father's wedding to a woman she's never even met, but her father is counting on her to make it on time. SPLFS starts off with Hadley Sullivan missing her flight to London at JFK. Although it does deliver on the British boy front (who, frankly, really isn't even that great), it doesn't deliver much else. Honestly, for having a name like The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight and a synopsis promising a British boy named Oliver, this book is pretty damn disappointing.
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