I was disappointed. The title of the book got me going but reading into it said that I expected a lot more. The title had some sort of technical side to it having the words statistical and probability embedded on it.
That got me into thinking that there could be some technical aspects towards love. I know that this is a romantic novel but I never expected it to be veered away from facts and statistics.
There is only one thing that I can get from this book: what happens, happens. And it is, sometimes, the entirety of the human existence. There is a reason why something happens; why Hadley missed her flight; why the woman refused to look after her things at the airport; why the old woman was so willing to let them sit together. This is what novels make it the more romantic – you know the reason why a certain bad thing needs to happen.
Also, this is about discovery that sometimes, you just have to be brave enough to face the things you dread the most and that they would actually turn out to be good experiences.
There was nothing really special with the story. I wasn’t even convinced that someone would go through a city she doesn’t know to find a person she just met for the first time. Don’t tell me it’s love. Sometimes, it’s just stupid. But, as the book goes, love is illogical. How did she know that it was love in the first place?