The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight cover



Today should be one of the worst days of seventeen-year-old Hadley Sullivan’s life. Having missed her flight, she’s stuck at JFK airport and late to her father’s second wedding, which is taking place in London and involves a soon-to-be stepmother Hadley’s never even met. Then she meets the perfect boy in the airport’s cramped waiting area. His name is Oliver, he’s British, and he’s sitting in her row.

A long night on the plane passes in the blink of an eye, and Hadley and Oliver lose track of each other in the airport chaos upon arrival. Can fate intervene to bring them together once more?

Quirks of timing play out in this romantic and cinematic novel about family connections, second chances, and first loves. Set over a twenty-four-hour-period, Hadley and Oliver’s story will make you believe that true love finds you when you’re least expecting it.”


Well, that was a mouthful lol. Now I know the title is long, obviously, but I think it’s a bit contradictory to the story. It’s not really about love at first sight, but love of the way you are in a short period of time. Not to give spoilers or anything, but it wasn’t love at first sight. More like, huh, well, you’re kind of cute. So that’s a bit better of a description.

Hadley is four minutes late for her flight. Only four minutes. Those four minutes are what changed everything. Did she secretly want to miss her dad’s wedding in London? Duh. But missing her flight by four minutes didn’t mean that that was her out not to go, it was just a weird twist of fate that brought her Oliver. Oliver, the cute lanky tall guy who held her bag because the cat sweater lady was too much of a goody-two shoes to watch it for two seconds. Oliver, the one who made up statistical probabilities for the most obscene things. Yes, a suitcase  was what started this twenty-four hour romance.


I liked the plotline of meeting someone in an airport. That you just randomly sit next to a person and start a conversation where you learn more about them in seven hours than had you known them for a year. And I especially liked the instant connection Oliver and Hadley share. It wasn’t insta-love, but insta-fascination. They are both lonely in completely opposite ways, but it seems to connect them more than it should. Loneliness is a funny thing. Whether your cat died or you lost a boyfriend/girlfriend, we all feel loneliness. It doesn’t matter which form it takes, we all feel connected in knowing that we are alone. Even if we aren’t.

I really loved Oliver. I liked that he wasn’t that incredibly gorgeous British guy who was a smooth talker and had all the charm in the world. Oliver was this lanky tall guy with only one dimple and a funny way of relating things to statistics. He was real, and I enjoyed that immensely.

One of the things that usually bother me with a book is the lost time. Authors seem to fill the pages with passages that just aren’t aren’t needed. And they are just that, page fillers to make the book longer. But there wasn’t a wasted second in this one. Every page was used to its full potential and I liked and respected it. It’s really hard as an author to come up with new and exciting scenes for every page, and that’s what Ms. Smith did.



As usual, I wasn’t a huge fan of the heroine. I didn’t like that Hadley was such a grudge holder. Yes, we get that your dad sort of betrayed you, but it wasn’t like he murdered your mother, he simply left. When the character is still kind of whiny at the end of a book, I sort of lose my patience for them. I can feel the pain, but at some point in the story, there should be a slight resolution. Now I’m not saying that things don’t get wrapped up nicely at the end in that respect, I’m just saying I hated how long it actually took.

And that brings me to the end of the book. I didn’t feel like the ending was dramatic enough. Especially for a stand alone novel. The whole thing just kind of felt up in the air about what was going to happen to them. I’m not putting any spoilers, so you’ll just have to use your imagination here. And that’s what I had to do. I had to basically make up my own ending for those two. Because the author didn’t really gives us a definitive ending to what would happen after all is said and done. But hey, maybe that’s what Jennifer was going for. To make us think about the story long after we read it. Always wondering what happened to them.

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight = 3 stars 




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