\u201cAbsolute gut-wrenching, heart-swooning storytelling perfection.\u201d
\n\u2014ANNABEL MONAGHAN,<\/b>
\nbestselling author of\u00a0Same Time Next Summer<\/i><\/p>\n
You’ve Got Mail\u00a0<\/i>for a new generation, set in the days of AOL and instant messenger banter, about a freshly engaged editorial assistant who winds up spending her “summer Fridays” with the person she least expects<\/b><\/p>\n
Summer 1999: Twentysomething Sawyer is striving to make it in New York. Between her assistant job in publishing, her secret dreams of becoming a writer, and her upcoming wedding to her college boyfriend, her is plate full. Only one problem: She is facing an incredibly lonely summer as her fianc\u00e9 has been spending longer and longer hours at work . . . with an all-too-close female colleague, Kendra.<\/p>\n
When Kendra’s boyfriend, Nick, invites Sawyer to meet up and compare notes about their suspicions, the meeting goes awry. She finds Nick cocky and cynical, and he finds her stuck in her own head. But then Nick seeks out Sawyer online to apologize, and a friendship develops.<\/p>\n
Soon, Sawyer’s lonely summer takes an unexpected turn. She and Nick begin an unofficial ritual\u2014exploring New York City together every summer Friday. From hot dogs on the Staten Island Ferry and Sea Breezes in a muggy East Village bar to swimming at Coney Island, Sawyer feels seen by Nick in a way that surprises her. He pushes her to be braver. To ask for what she wants. Meanwhile, Sawyer draws Nick out of his hard shell, revealing a surprisingly vulnerable side. They both begin living for their Friday afternoons together.<\/p>\n
But what happens when the summer is over?<\/p>\n
Summer Fridays<\/i>\u00a0is a witty and emotional love letter to New York City that also captures the feeling of being young and starting out, uncertain what to do on your summer Friday. It\u2019s also perfect for readers who remember when \u201cgoing online\u201d meant tying up the phone line, and the timeless thrill of seeing a certain someone\u2019s name in your inbox.<\/p>\n