
Every summer, without even realizing it, I start craving the exact same kind of book: a light, breezy rom-com. Bonus points if it’s actually set during the summer.
I want something I can toss into my bag for the playground, read on the deck while the kids play outside, or sneak in ten pages before dinner. Summer and romantic comedies just belong together. They’re light without being shallow, hopeful without being cheesy, and easy to pick up whenever you have a few spare minutes.
For years, Emily Henry and Katherine Center filled that role for me. But now? I think Abby Jimenez has officially taken the crown. I recently finished Say You’ll Remember Me, closed the book, and thought, “Well… that was another really good one.” Then it hit me. I’ve genuinely loved every Abby Jimenez novel I’ve read. These days, that’s surprisingly rare.
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