You expect to find many things in a romance novel, but death featuring so prominently isn't one of 'em, which is why this story works, because the shock of death stops the story from being overly sweet in Ms Hubbard's début novel.
Cady Winters rushes to the bedside of her dying grandmother, Claire, and Cady is brimming with both despair and righteous anger. Despair for her grandmother's condition, and the fact that she stayed away so long, and anger for Dr Keren Bailey for his matter of fact (okay, callous) way of telling her that her that her grandma was at death's door - within the grandmother's earshot.
Yes, Dr Sensitive, Dr Bailey ain't.
So, Cady settles in. She's appalled at Dr. Bailey's coolness towards his patients (Dr. Bailey is competent, even good... but aloof), and Cady wanting to make her grandmother's last days happy, sets about transforming the oncology ward into a kind of fun Disney world. There's a beach party for a cancer patient who wanted to see Hawaii before he got terribly poorly, and a few high jinx that sees Dr Bailey torn between pitching Cady out on her bum or well... wanting to kiss Cady's erm... bum.
The notion of death is a theme in the novel, in the sense that Cady and Keren are touched by it, and its their individual reactions that shape who they are. A strength of the novel is that it's not only Cady who teaches, or reaches out to comfort or soothe, Keren does so too. Of course, his gestures aren't as broad, but are still very touching and honest.
The story is good, but not as polished as Hubbard's later novels. I also found the last chapter dreadfully twee, in the way that a lot of US rom-coms tend to be. I'm not a fan of epilogues either, and I probably shouldn't have read it (oh, well).
Despite my pooh poohing, there are a lot of stuff in the story that was right. I particularly appreciated the pace of the story, and I found myself either laughing or cringing at Cady's well intentioned antics. I also appreciated Keren's efforts in getting over his ingrained caution and trying to reach out to Cady.
It's a nice read for a quiet summer's evening, I'll say that.