This will be the most beautiful love story you read this year.
Usually, a spontaneous wedding to a stranger after a night of celebratory drinking in vegas is an event tinged with embarrassment and regret. Especially when one of the participants of said marriage is gone the next morning. But Grace Porter doesn’t regret marrying the beautiful girl who tasted like champagne bubbles and made her laugh and dance all night long. Soon, Grace Porter, with her brand new PhD in Astronomy, who’s life is not going according to plan, who is being shut out of her dream career because her dark skin and femininity don’t fit “the culture” of the scientific realm of Astronomy, who’s Colonel father demands nothing less than perfection, is having a mental break down and flees her life in Portland to hide away in New York City with her new wife, Yuki Yamamoto, a storyteller who at times seems more myth than reality.
This story curves and twirls and spirals along a golden, sparkly path of whirlwind romance and great expectations and finding one’s true self, and making mistakes and accepting imperfection and learning to change plans and go with the flow.
Honey Girl is beautiful and lovely and you will laugh and you will cry and you will read passages aloud because they are as delicious as the first sticky sweet bite of a ripe orange straight from the tree. This book will transport you into the stars where you will dance among the constellations and marvel at the raw beauty of it all.
As Grace Porter fell in love with Yuki Yamamoto, I fell in love with Honey Girl.