Daphne is going through a rough divorce when, after a few too many ballpark beers, she heckles a baseball player during a game...who promptly begins to cry. Coming to her senses later, Daphne reaches out to the player on Instagram with a long apology where she accidentally forgets to note that she's the one who heckled him. The player, Chris, has been privately mourning his brother's suicide for months, and so when he gets Daphne's somewhat anonymous online message (he knows her only by her handle, Duckie), he opens up to her in a way that wasn't possible in real life. But when Daphne gets a job working with the media team for Chris's team, they're suddenly interacting in person (and naturally sparks start to fly), though Daphne can't find a way to reveal that she's also Duckie.
There's something a bit hard to believe about this book, when the entire premise could've been fixed with a quick "oh, btw, I'm the one who heckled you, sorry!" DM. Otherwise, the relationships and personal hang-ups seem fairly realistic, and it's a generally fun book. I just wish it didn't have such an easily fixable premise!
No comments:
Post a Comment