The first book in the I Found My Heart in San Francisco series throws together Jamie, a seemingly conventional straight woman with Ryan, a beautiful, sexually adventurous, and overtly out, lesbian.
Jamie, without the knowledge or support of her fiancé, enrols in a college course that gives the first clue that she is not as conventional as she seems; The Psychology of the Lesbian Experience. The course includes fieldwork and for that Jamie is paired with Ryan. As they spend more time together they quickly develop a friendship that evolves into something more.
Jamie, without the knowledge or support of her fiancé, enrols in a college course that gives the first clue that she is not as conventional as she seems; The Psychology of the Lesbian Experience. The course includes fieldwork and for that Jamie is paired with Ryan. As they spend more time together they quickly develop a friendship that evolves into something more.
As she learns more about the Lesbian Experience, Jamie also learns more about herself and comes to accept where her feelings truly lie.
A thoroughly enjoyable read that I want to give 5 stars but can’t. One essential plot unit hinges on whether a character has religious faith. Bizarrely contrived this weak device is used to move the plot in a particular direction. I don’t know whether the author was having a bad day or simply chose to preach to her readers. Less noticeable to many readers will be the scenes with Irish characters. While not quite cringe worthy, they are a poor caricature of the real thing.
Still, if you are not Irish, and you don’t mind being preached to – buy it. Second thoughts – buy it anyway.
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