A Cosmic Kind of Love(111)
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READERS GUIDE
A COSMIC KIND OF LOVE
SAMANTHA YOUNG
READERS GUIDE
DISCUSSION QUESTIONS
If you were in Hallie’s shoes, would you have continued to watch Chris’s videos? Why or why not?
If you were in Chris’s shoes, would you have told Hallie you knew she’d watched the videos immediately, or would you have kept it to yourself? Do you agree with Chris’s decision not to tell Hallie immediately?
What elements of Hallie’s personality make her a good event organizer?
Chris says he loves science because “there’s always a solution to be sought.” However, he recognizes that same finality can’t always be applied to people and emotions. How do you see this logic play into his personality?
Hallie and Chris both have strained relationships with their parents. How do you think they handled their problems with their parents? Would you have done anything differently? And how do you think their issues with their parents affected their relationship with each other?
Would you rather work for NASA or Lia Zhang Events? Why? What are the stressful and rewarding elements of each career?
Hallie struggles with people-pleasing. Do you think she grows by the end of the novel? In what ways?
Which secondary characters do you think were the most supportive of Hallie and Chris throughout the book? Do you think those characters influenced Hallie’s and Chris’s growth as much as Hallie and Chris influenced each other?
Do you think Hallie and Chris came to a fair compromise at the end of the novel by moving to Houston? If the opportunity arose, would you start your life over in a new city if it meant being near a loved one?
What do you think Hallie and Chris are doing a year after the novel ends?
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There you are, Evie.” My editor, Patrick, lifted his hand and curled his fingers, gesturing for me to follow him.
My boss had jolted me out of concentration mode. Outside of work hours, I offered freelance editing services to self-published authors to supplement my income, and one of my clients was a crime writer. An old friend of mine from Northwestern worked with the FBI, and I’d emailed him three days ago with facts I needed checked. The author had gotten her info online, and I just wanted to make sure it was correct. I’d received my friend’s response minutes after coming into the office. Fascinated with the information he’d sent me, I’d forgotten I was at work.
Patrick’s sudden appearance caused giddiness to fill me, swamping the melancholy that lingered. I strode through the open-plan office, smiling at my colleagues as I made my way toward Patrick’s office. My desk sat in front of the glass cube that housed his space.
Picking up speed, I hurried to follow him inside.
“Close the door.”
Despite everyone being able to see what was going on in the office, once that door closed, the cube was soundproof. It was pretty cool. I glanced around. Patrick’s desk sat near the bank of windows that looked down over East Washington Street downtown.
Boxes containing my boss’s belongings filled the space.
I’d worked for Patrick for ten years. He was a good enough boss. Thanked me for my work. Seemed to appreciate me. However, we’d had our differences over the years, mostly because he’d never championed me the three times an editor job opened up at the magazine.
Now he was retiring, and as I was his loyal, long-standing editorial assistant, everyone at the magazine predicted that I would get his job.
“You’ve packed up really early,” I observed. “The job is still yours for six weeks.”
Patrick nodded distractedly. “Evie, take a seat.”
Not liking his tone, I slowly lowered myself onto the seat in front of his desk. “Is everything okay?”
Come to think of it, when was the last time Patrick beat me into work? I usually arrived at least fifteen minutes earlier than him every day.
“Evie . . . you know I think you’re a great assistant. And you’ll make a damn good editor one day . . . but the higher-ups have decided to hire an experienced editor. Young guy, twenty-five, certified as an editor, been working at a small press for two years. He’s coming in next Monday so I can show him the ropes.”