What a load of sentimental sticky sweet ooze! I feel a little nauseous from having to digest this book. I had wanted to read it because I thought the premise sounded interesting: one good man asking another to take care of a few people when he no longer could. But when this one good man turns out to be practically perfect and leaves trails of sunflowers wherever he goes, it gets a little maddening. Jesus himself didn’t perform as many miracles as Joe, the main character. As for the boardroom drama, it felt like the author was on a major ego trip and dragging the reader along. Suffice it to say, I was very bored in the boardroom. The characters were stereotypes. The dialogue was stilted. And the morality tale bonked the reader over the head to the point of causing migraine headaches. I think I’ll go throw up now.
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