I did something I’ve never done before to get Windfall. Went to the bookstore for a specifically colored book cover.
I have a color coordinated bookshelf and needed one yellow book, and one pink book. The yellow one ended up being an Umberto Eco, but I could find any interesting pink ones in my usual fiction section. The bookshelf needed to be complete, so I went to the YA section. Where they have many pink books.
After reading the back of several, I found Smith’s Windfall. And I read it and it now looks beautiful in my bookshelf, thank you very much.
And now I need to go to the gas station to get one more thing: a lottery ticket.
Because then I can justify getting a giant house and filling it with a million books. And buying a bunch of plane tickets.
But alas, this dream will never come true for me. I gave up gambling after I got a scratch off on my 18th birthday and didn’t win anything.
Our protagonist Alice, can’t say the same thing. Although, it wasn’t really her. Here’s the blurb from the back of Windfall:
“Alice loves Teddy, her best friend, but has never told him. When she buys him a lottery ticket that turns out to be a winner, their lives are changed forever and their friendship is put to the ultimate test.”
What that blurb doesn’t include, is all of the wild heart ache and soul searching that happens in this book. Alice’s parents died when she was young and Teddy’s Dad is garbáge. So not only did the money change both their lives in all the ways you’d expect, they were working through some pErSoNAl iSsUeS.
Which leads to a wonderful adventure of self discovery and love and money and more love. Lots of that. It wasn’t only that, sometimes Alice and Teddy are super annoying, but I looked past those moments. Because I was at the beach and because I wanted to see how it would end. Which was a pretty good ending all things considered.