Recommended for You by Laura Silverman (English) Paperback Book

Description: Recommended for You by Laura Silverman To All the Boys Ive Loved Before meets Youve Got Mail in this rom-com following two teen booksellers whose rivalry is taken to the next level as they compete for the top bookseller bonus. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description To All the Boys Ive Loved Before meets Youve Got Mail in this "cozy, swoon-worthy" (Ashley Poston, author of the Once Upon a Con series) rom-com following two teen booksellers whose rivalry is taken to the next level as they compete for the top bookseller bonus.Shoshanna Greenberg loves working at Once Upon, her favorite local bookstore. And with her moms fighting at home and her beloved car teetering on the brink of death, the store has become a welcome escape. When her boss announces a holiday bonus to the person who sells the most books, Shoshanna sees an opportunity to at least fix her car, if none of her other problems. The only person standing in her way? New hire Jake Kaplan. Jake is an affront to everything Shoshanna stands for. He doesnt even read! But somehow his sales start to rival hers. Jake may be cute (really cute), and he may be an eligible Jewish single (hard to find south of Atlanta), but hes also the enemy, and Shoshanna is ready to take him down. But as the competition intensifies, Jake and Shoshanna grow closer and realize they might be more on the same page than either expects… Author Biography Laura Silverman is an author and editor currently living in Brooklyn, New York. She earned her MFA in writing for children at the New School. Her books include Girl Out of Water, You Asked for Perfect, Its a Whole Spiel, Recommended for You, Game On, and Those Summer Nights. Girl Out of Water was a Junior Library Guild Selection. You can contact Laura on Twitter @LJSilverman1 or through her website LauraSilvermanWrites.com. Review "Hijinx and hilarity ensue in Laura Silvermans fresh spin on the workplace rom-com. With a lovable cast of characters led by rival booksellers who are impossible not to root for, RECOMMENDED FOR YOU is like stepping foot into your favorite local bookstore—cozy, comforting, and absolutely charming." -- Marisa Kanter, author of What I Like About You"Sweet and endearing, with a headstrong heroine you cant help but root for, RECOMMENDED FOR YOU is the kind of story that makes your bookish heart sing. Laura Silverman delivers a cozy, swoon-worthy read dedicated to the bookworm in all of us." -- Ashley Poston, author of the Once Upon a Con series."A whipped cream dollop of a rom-com with an irresistible bookish setup." * BookPage *"Silverman creates a delightful coming-of-age story...destined for rom-com fans." * School Library Journal * Review Quote "Hijinx and hilarity ensue in Laura Silvermans fresh spin on the workplace rom-com. With a lovable cast of characters led by rival booksellers who are impossible not to root for, RECOMMENDED FOR YOU is like stepping foot into your favorite local bookstore--cozy, comforting, and absolutely charming." Excerpt from Book Chapter One Chapter One Barbra Streisand grinds and grinds before sputtering to a stop. "Ugh!" I call out, and then plead with my car. "Barbra, sweetie." I place my hand on her dashboard and rub in soothing circles. "I need you to start. Im going to be late for work. Will you start for me? Pretty please? Okay, ready?" I turn the keys again. The grinding sound is worse this time, metallic shrieking. "Darn you!" I yank out the key. Its a freezing December morning, and as I exhale, I can see my frosted breath. My phone buzzes with a text from Cheyenne: I just folded my 75th sweater of the morning. When do you get here? The mall opens earlier than usual this week for the Christmas rush. Cheyenne has already been folding clothes at the Gap for an hour, and Im supposed to be at Once Upon, the independent bookstore I work at, in twenty minutes. I text back: Hopefully soon! Barbra wont start She replies: Rough! Ill drive you home later I send her an emoji kiss face, then step out of my car, tug my coat tight, and hurry inside. Mom and Mama are still home, but the house is silent. I peek into the living room first, then the kitchen. Nothing. I thud upstairs to their bedroom, but the door is shut. Muffled voices filter into the hallway at an inaudible murmur. Usually their door is open. Usually Id waltz right inside and jump on their bed, playing with the tassels of a throw pillow while asking for a ride. But now their door is closed, dampening the tense voices inside. I take a short breath, then square my shoulders and knock with two quick raps. The voices stop, and moments later, Mom opens the door. We have the same brown eyes and the same curly brown hair, but her eyes are tired, and her hair is pulled back into a frizzy braid. It really needs a deep condition. I want to recommend a recipe for a great avocado hair mask I found online, but reading the room, now is not the time for hair-care essentials. "Shoshanna," Mom says. "Arent you supposed to be at work?" Her voice almost snaps, like shes mad at me or something. I fiddle with my Star of David necklace and rock back on my heels. "Barbra wont start. Again. Can I get a ride to the mall?" "That car shouldve been junked years ago," Mom mutters. My pulse skips. She cant junk Barbra Streisand. Yes, shes old, passed down from my moms to me, but I need a car, and my Once Upon paycheck doesnt cover much more than gas and insurance. "Um." I clear my throat. "I dont want to be late. Christmas rush and all." Mama walks over to us. Her blond hair is still wet from the shower, and shes wearing her silk peach bathrobe, cinched lightly above her rounded hips. Its strange, both of them standing by the cracked door, bare feet on their bedroom carpet, while Im here in the hallway, boots on the hardwood floor. "I wish I could take you," Mama says. "But Im teaching a class soon and need to get ready. Sorry, love." I give her a small smile. "Thats okay, Mama." "Fine." Moms voice does snap this time. "Ill take you on the way to work, then. Ill be downstairs in five." "Okay." I twist my fingers together. "Thanks." Mom nods and slides back into the room, closing the door behind her. Their murmurs continue, slightly louder than before. I catch a snippet about dirty dishes. Dishes? Is that really why theyre arguing? I walk downstairs, but instead of going straight to the garage, I head into the kitchen. The coffeepot sits in the sink. Next to it are a spoon and a mug with an ounce of milky coffee at the bottom. Its a silly thing to fight about; I can fix it, just like that, and everyone will be happy. I slip off my coat, pull on our pair of ladybug-patterned dish gloves, and wash and dry each piece. Mom pulls to a stop in front of the mall and then slips a lipstick out of her purse. She applies the creamy pink color in two easy strokes. When I was younger, Id sprawl out on her bedroom floor, rummaging through her countless bags of cosmetics and perfumes, while she sat at her vanity rubbing in moisturizer and lining her eyes with soft brown pencil. It was calm, our little sanctuary. "Do you need a ride home later?" Mom asks, capping the lipstick. She sees me eyeing it. "Go on." Tension eases from my shoulders as I take her offering. Shes not mad at me. Of course not. Its not like she was going to jump for joy upon hearing Barbra broke down yet again. "Cheyenne can drive me home," I say. "Thanks, though!" I pull down the passenger mirror and apply the color, immediately smudging some onto my skin. I rub my finger at the corner of my mouth to fix it and try not to feel like a little kid playing dress-up. Then I press my lips together and smile. The color is a much softer pink than my jacket and looks nice with my rosy winter cheeks. "Pretty," Mom replies. And then, "I need to get to work." "Right." I place the lipstick in the center console. "Well, thanks for the ride." I unbuckle my seat belt, grab my tote bag, and slide out of the car. But as Im about to shut the door, Mom turns to me, her eyes softened. "Ill ask Eve to swing by later, see what itll take to fix Barbra. Okay?" I beam. "Okay!" Eve is our family friend and a mechanic. Mom met her in their kickboxing class like a decade ago, and Eve always makes house calls when one of the cars, usually Barbra--okay, always Barbra--needs fixing. "See you at Latkepalooza tonight?" "Of course," Mom says. "See you tonight." I shut the door, and Mom gives a quick wave before driving away. Latkepalooza is our last-night-of-Hanukkah family tradition. We arent the light-the-candles-all-eight-nights type of Jews, but we make sure to celebrate at least one evening with latkes and dreidel. My moms and I love spending time with each other, whether its for Latkepalooza, a 90 Day Fianc Details ISBN153447420X Author Laura Silverman Language English ISBN-10 153447420X ISBN-13 9781534474208 Pages 288 Year 2021 Format Paperback Audience Age 12 Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States Publisher Simon & Schuster Imprint Simon & Schuster Publication Date 2021-12-09 NZ Release Date 2021-12-09 US Release Date 2021-12-09 UK Release Date 2021-12-09 Illustrations f-c cvr--sfx: spot gloss AU Release Date 2021-11-03 Edition Description Reprint Alternative 9781534474192 DEWEY 813.6 Audience Teenage / Young adult We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. 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