KIRKUS REVIEW
A dose of supernatural powers turns a self-satisfied former cheerleader into an emotional wreck, and maybe a more authentic person.
Tilly Farmer has it all—at least according to her own estimation. She and Tyler, popular high-school sweethearts, are now married, tucked away in their little house in the same small Washington town in which they were raised. Tilly is the guidance counselor at her old high school and gets to relive the glory days everyday. No matter that her talented younger sister Darcy “escaped” as soon as she could to Los Angeles And forget that Tyler is haunted by lost dreams—he was on the way to becoming a pro ball player before a college injury—in the town where he was once a hero. To Tilly, everyone is happy, happy, happy. Until the county fair that is, when a long-lost school friend, Ashley, manning the psychic booth, gives Tilly a head massage. Boom! Clarity finally comes to 32-year-old Tilly, who begins to see the future through visions. She quickly comes to appreciate how much of life she’s lived with blinders on. Into the picture falls Eli, the school’s new cool art teacher, who gets Tilly interested in photography again. Unsurprisingly the lesson is: 1) Tilly has not followed her own dreams and 2) She has invested her energy in caring for others. Tilly is angry, not only at her new psychic gift, but at all the reality she’s missed out on, such as noticing the slow disintegration of her marriage. Never fear, once she gets used to reality, she begins to like its potential.
Pleasant, predictable beach-bag fare from Scotch (Time of My Life, 2008, etc.).
