When the hero found out that the daughter of the old woman who lets out her house for ghost hunting is returning after 5 years without word, he is fully prepared to think the worst of her. Who could just abandon a sweet, albeit mentally unstable, elderly woman? The hero may not be family to this woman but he is the one who cooks her breakfast every morning and who takes the seed out of the empty birdcage just so the old woman doesn't fear her imaginary bird has fallen ill. But when he comes face to face with an angel in the flesh, he is horribly unsettled by the instant and fierce attraction he feels towards her. But what's worst is that it's not purely psychical. The young woman shows a vulnerability when facing the mother who turned her out after the heroine chose to date a no-good folk singer. When she faces the aged and unstable woman who inhabits her mother’s body, she is brutally saddened by the site and heartbroken when she is once again turned away by the mother who is supposed to love her unconditionally.
The hero feels a strong need to protect this woman and make her smile though inside he is still dealing with the death of his wife. But the hero has a pure soul and when around him one can't help but love him. The heroine may pretend to be unaffected by this bizarre and obviously insane ghost hunter who's taken to living in her mother’s house but she too is moved by his unwavering optimism. How can you not love a man who walks into a room singing a jolly song before sweeping your mother out to the front lawn to dance under the stars? How can you not find him cute when he adjusts his glasses and make some completely off the wall declaration or when he says something clever and witty just to get a raise out of you? But there's a side to the hero that she just can't understand, well, to be fair she doesn't understand him at all so rather there's a side to him that is unsettling. She believes in work and responsibility and she also believe that the hero does not. He carries around random notes of paper in his pockets to remind him to remember things but he never remembers to check the paper. He believes in ghosts, which is insane. He also believes in magic, that everything will work out for the best if you just believe but that's not how the heroine is wired. Still, regardless of their personality differences they are pushed together it seems by some force of fate and soon it's becomes unbearable to know that their time together is soon to be at an end as she sells the house and moves to san Francisco. But the hero isn't fazed by the lack of optimism, he shall have enough for the both of them and while she may believe him to be a hopeless dreamer, he's smart and resourceful and strong when it comes to standing up for his beliefs. He protects her even if she doesn't want that protection and he'll love even if she can't risk her heart to love him back.
What an absolutely adorable book. Yet again I was blown away by a book I expected to be a filler in my reading challenge but once again I have to remind myself not to judge a book by its cover. These characters, the hero is particular, were so full of love and life and humor. The whole story was like Alice in Wonderland with the crazy characters all occupying a rundown house. The mother who is suffering from Alzheimer's sees her one moment not knowing who her daughter is and the next still showing bitterness about how she betrayed her. The mother was also one of the funniest characters I have ever read especially when she gets together with the hero's equally crazy aunt. The hero himself was like a mad hatter. The charm he had and the insane little quirks to his personality made him one the most enjoyable hero to read and I really really wish he was a real person. Beyond selfless and always eager to help and to just be present when needed, he was almost the perfect man. To the heroine he was almost perfect, once she got over the ghost hunting and the notion he was stealing from her mother. But she both loved and hated his positivity because to her, life was not sunshine and roses, it was sacrifice and guilt. She wasn't like Alice, full of wonder and adventure, she was Scrooge who had to learn to joys of life and happiness of love. I freaking loved this story so much. I laughed out loud numerous times on behalf of the hero's antics or the mothers ranting and also at the heroine who struggled to keep it all together.