By Elizabeth Aaron
Georgie has a glamorous profession in fashion.
Her boss doesn’t be aware of her identify, yet operating for a genius pays off someday. She hopes.
She additionally has nice friends.
Granted, they’re occasionally a section superficial, yet who desires to speak about a world obstacle on a Friday night?
And she’s having fun with her unmarried life.
Eighteen months of celibacy, and never a scorching prospect in sight.
Perhaps life’s no longer rather what she hoped for…
But how can she switch it, and what does she actually need? caught someplace among a quarter-life problem and self-fulfillment, Georgie is decided that this yr, every little thing could be varied. Armed purely together with her experience of humour, a few black eyeliner and her most sensible test at ‘charming’, she’s at the approach. yet simply how lengthy will the recent better Georgie last?
Low expectancies is a great, raunchy, laugh-out-loud novel approximately what it capacity to be a ‘Real Woman’ this present day
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He by no means appeared that involved to me, why didn’t he say whatever? ’ I ask, puffing away in a fever of angst. ‘He had his issues, yet Alice is a huge lady. occasionally helping anyone silently and being there for them while issues unavoidably fuck up is extra priceless than being a noisy voice of dissent from the start, you recognize? humans continuously see via their worst blunders with the main selection, I’ve spotted. ’ I sigh deeply in contract, wishing Scott hadn’t been so discreet as a result, no matter what his causes.