When a copy of Lindsey Kelk's new novel landed on my desk, I *might* have let out a little squeal of excitement. Because let me tell you, I love that Kelk. Reading one of her books is like the literary version of putting on comfy socks and a cosy knit.
So I sped read my way through the last book I was reading to make way for Always the Bridesmaid. Which turned out to be a superb move.