My full review can be found at my blog: 
 https://myliterarylifestyle.wordpress... 
 Anyway, I genuinely enjoyed A Kiss For Mr. Fitzgerald more than I thought I would, which is, of course, a wonderful thing to experience as a reader. I found it, on the whole, cute and delightful! 
 I will say that the protagonist, Evie Lockhart, frustrated me at times - she was far too self-sacrificial and she was self-sacrificial so very, very often. Evie was the lamb led to slaughter all. the.time. And she was often taking it upon herself to go towards the executioner! 
 Yes, it's good to care for those in your life, but perhaps I'm just a seriously terrible human, but there's only so many times you can put others ahead of yourself before it gets monotonous and annoying and eye-rolling. 
 It annoyed me so much that so many of Evie's problems come solely from the men in her life. The men get by with little to no consequences while so much of it falls on Evie's shoulders. I assume Lester did this because of the time period - women weren't as free as we are now and men were so much more likely to skirt out of trouble. But there's only so many times, as a reader, that we can watch our protagonist get beaten down over and over again and watch as she thinks that she's the reason for her own pain. She wasn't. Ever. Evie's one crime is that she dared to want to be someone and something her society decided was unacceptable. 
 And honestly, while I know part of the self-sacrificial thing is supposed to make us think more of Evie; to make her seem benevolent and good in a story filled with selfish and good-but-somewhat-dense people, but it just made me annoyed with her. The fact that she willingly and wholeheartedly resigned herself to throwing away her own happiness to protect others...I wasn't feeling it. At all. Especially towards the end of the book, I just kept muttering "Dammit, Evie!" I suppose I prefer my heroines a bit more selfish than selfless. Female characters who are more "screw the consequences, I'm in it for me!" are more interesting than those who allow themselves to be browbeaten into submission or unhappiness. Perhaps I recognize myself in the latter and find that I don't like what I see. 
 Anywho, these quibbles are fairly minor because, as I said, I really had a lot of fun with this one, despite myself.