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I did not actually finish the last Mary Balogh novel I bought, and that's 75% because I put it somewhere and forgot where, and 25% me not needing to finish the book so much that I'd look for it. I will read it when I find it.

Due to this misstep I did sit down and read Remember Love in one day. While it's the start of a new series for the author, I probably won't read any books that follow it, either, because after fifty pages or so I basically skimmed. This is a tepid romance, with a conflict so easily resolved you can't really even call it a conflict. It's also extremely lukewarm as far as conflicts go. About the first third of the book is a set-up of characters for the new series, and the rest is just very compentent writing about characters who are nice people caught in that ho-hum situation, which derails their tepid romance, and six years later they pick up the pieces and nicely resolve it.

It's a nice book. I like the author. But she's written such hugely emotional, wildly conflicted novels that I hardly recognize this as her work. My advice is to pass and read something else, I'm afraid. Unless you want nice and tepid and easily resolved, in which case, this is your new favorite book.

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