You could almost call my mid/late teens my ‘Cecelia Ahern’ years. I was obsessed. I shouted at Alex and Rosie in ‘Where Rainbows End’, fell in love with an imaginary friend in ‘If You Could See Me Now’ and sobbed behind my sunglasses while I read ‘P.S. I Love You’ poolside.

My tastes have changed quite dramatically since then but when I saw that the infamous tear jerker was getting a sequel, I just couldn’t help myself. A HUGE thank you to @netgalley and @harpercollins for selecting me as one of five lucky humans to receive an e-ARC of ‘Postscript’ this month!

It’s been seven years since Gerry’s death, six since Holly read the final letter asking her to have the courage to move on with her life and she’s proud of the ways in which she’s grown and evolved. When she reluctantly agrees to talk about the letters on her sister’s podcast, she has no idea how many people it’ll inspire or the difficult journey that a group calling themselves the P.S. I Love You Club have in store for her.

I devoured this in one, tissue littered, snot soaked and salty-cheeked sitting. I didn’t find it quite as heart breaking as its predecessor BUT I challenge you to get through this book without shedding a tear or ten. Honestly, I’m still not really convinced that we needed a sequel but I did thoroughly enjoy Postscript, an intimate look at the long term effects of grief and what it means to embrace the future when it can feel like betraying the past. Just make sure you’re prepared with tissues.