But I was wrong. This book was just as sweet and funny as the first two, but with a surprising amount of depth and tough, real-life scenarios thrown in.
Toni, our narrator and protagonist for this particular story, is nothing like the two sisters who were her predecessors. Or at least, she doesn’t think she’s anything like them. They’re soft, not to mention nosy and hyper and happy and girly, and they drive Toni nuts. Especially Meg, who is about to marry Toni’s best friend, Ozzie. Toni, on the other hand, would rather punch you in the throat than share her “feelings” with anyone. She’s a strong, independent woman who don’t need no man, and she’ll happily kick your ass if you suggest otherwise.
Between the changes currently plaguing her team and the upcoming anniversary of the day that ruined her life, Toni just needs a drink. Turns out, so does Lucky, Toni’s coworker and childhood friend and long-time crush. He has an upcoming anniversary of his own to suffer though, and the impending death of his goldfish is just making things worse. Their drunken, angsty selves give into temptation, but totally forget to use protection. Suddenly, we have a knocked-up Toni and a freaked-out Lucky. Hilarity ensues.
I didn’t think I liked Toni as a character, because she was so darn prickly in the first two books. But getting inside her head and learning more about her past completely changed my opinion of her. This is a woman who has been through the wringer, who has killed a man and served her time for it, but who can’t escape the guilt and the demons that guilt brings with it. She thinks she’s a terrible person who will hurt anyone who gets to close, so she keeps everyone at arm’s length for their own good. And as for kids, they all seem to hate her and she believes that she would be a horrible mom, so she vows to never have any. Obviously, all of her plans and promises to herself go out the window after her night with Lucky.
Lucky is a sweetheart who is swamped with guilt. His much younger sister committed suicide nearly two years ago, and he blames himself. All he has left of her is her goldfish, Sunny. But fish don’t live forever, no matter how often you take them to the vet. What is he going to when Sunny isn’t around anymore? Together, these two broken people work through their pain and start to heal, vanquishing the demons of their past to make room for their future.
This book was still incredibly funny like the rest of the series. There were certain parts that had me laughing too hard to keep reading (pub bathroom scene!). But it also had so much pain and heartache and struggle. I appreciated the added depth here, and that the humor was still definitely present. The Bourbon Street Boys are starting to feel like family, and I’m so glad I’m getting to know them.