Ok. This may be an unpopular review. I liked the first half or so of the book; I am not a flower person, so I found the topic/theme refreshing. But once Victoria and Grant started their push-pull, I had a hard time suspending disbelief when it came to Victoria's misanthropy. (Come on now, she did what?!) The drama felt forced and the timelines dovetailed too neatly (hey, 9-year-old Victoria's in the hospital. Oh hey! Now 18-year-old Victoria's in the hospital, too, what do you know?). So by the time I reached the end of the book, I wished I had stopped reading in the middle.