A delightful concept that asks the question: what if the Bennets DID actually have a boy? And follows many a funny and sweet caper. The way Oliver points out Mr. Darcy’s nonsense repeatedly is particularly hilarious. I was on the edge of my seat for most of the book waiting to see when Mr. Darcy would realize he was, in fact, in love with Oliver. The idea of including mollyhouses was also brilliant and has inspired me to learn more about them. Overall I enjoyed this book, but several quibbles detracted from it for me:

Jane Bennet. Would. Never. Call. ANYONE. A. Rat. Bastard. I cannot forgive this, I’m sorry. Mr. Collins’ overtly telling Oliver he had good birthing hips AT THE BALL. IN PUBLIC. Also threw me out of the narrative. Mr. Collins bribing Mr. Wickham was… utterly baffling for such a cheapskate as he is. And it was a little disappointing that most cases when faced with misogyny, instead of criticizing misogyny’s flaws? The focus is instead on misogyny doesn’t apply here because boy. Um. Hang on let’s deconstruct, please. And a lot of the concepts from the original book do not fit aging everyone down to teenagers, even though I understand the choice to make this a YA.)