Happy All the Time

Our main characters are actually not. (Not happy all the time, that is.)

Nothing phases Holly. She's imperturbable, un-ruffle-able. Nothing gets to her. Never sad, but never very happy either. That's Holly.

And then there's Misty. No one would call her happy.


“If you wanted some appealing girl, why didn't you go down to the PR department? It's loaded with appealing types.”

“I don't want any of those appealing types,” he paused. “I wanted you.”

“Oh yeah?” said Misty. “What are you going to do when you get me?”

“Well, take you out for lunch,” said Vincent.

“Really? Well, I don't permit myself to be taken out for lunch.”

“Is that some kind of militant stand?”

“No,” said Misty. “I'm just not that sort of girl. I don't go in for all that adorable socializing. I think it's stupid and disgusting.”

“I see,” said Vincent. “You're not very nice, are you?”

“No,” said Misty.


It isn't a happily-ever-after sort of book, but, nevertheless, it is both mood-boosting (it's on the official Mood-Boosting Book list) and genuine. Colwin is a master. I will read more of her.