by Michael142
Amy, especially is a dream come true; all that passion and not the least bit shallow. This was way too short to suit me.
the characters felt real, if i were to have a daughter i'd name her amy for the exact same reasons michael likes her.
But Michael is just so contradictory. *Of course* he's a voracious reader. He not only knows the Sonnets from the Portuguese, he knows why they're called that. He didn't find *that* out on TV. He thinks in words like "intumescence". Okay, if he worked as an accountant, maybe he could get enough money to go to grad school just for the love of the subject, even if he didn't want to teach. And "bookworm", that's one of those terms that's insulting when a non-bookworm uses it, and I cringed every time he used it because *he's not one of us*: he keeps saying so.
And the ending? Something threatening and scary has just happened, and he brags about how he beat up his best friend? Oh, and "heart's balm" cases have been abolished in most common-law jurisdictions for a long time, alienation of affections does not apply to merely affianced persons, and men almost never won BP suits against women anyway!
Try and fix this story. Let Michael be Michael, not some weird mix of intellectual and anti-intellectual.
Wow! What a nice story . . . very well told . . . with a happy ending. Good job!
This is a nice story on its own but still has lots of legs in it!
doing bookworm things will eventually lead to breeding more little bookworms, I think.
I thoroughly enjoyed this story.