To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before meets You’ve Got Mail in this charming and hilarious rom-com following two teen booksellers whose rivalry is taken to the next level as they compete for the top bookseller bonus. Shoshanna Greenberg loves working at Once Upon, her favorite local bookstore. And with her moms fighting at home and her beloved car teetering on the brink of death, the store has become a welcome escape. When her boss announces a holiday bonus to the person who sells the most books, Shoshanna sees an opportunity to at least fix her car, if none of her other problems. The only person standing in her way? New hire Jake Kaplan. Jake is an affront to everything Shoshanna stands for. He doesn’t even read ! But somehow his sales start to rival hers. Jake may be cute (really cute), and he may be an eligible Jewish single (hard to find south of Atlanta), but he’s also the enemy, and Shoshanna is ready to take him down. But as the competition intensifies, Jake and Shoshanna grow closer and realize they might be more on the same page than either expects… Gr 6 Up—Silverman's (Girl Out of Water; You Asked for Perfect) latest is permeated with just as much teen drama, angst, romance, and laughter as her earlier works. Shoshana is a peppy high school student from Georgia with the most incredible moms, friends, and boss a girl could have. An aspiring author, she loves her job at the Once Upon independent bookstore and enthusiastically recommending books to people. Her happiness begins to peter out over winter break when her car, "Barbara Streisand," breaks down and the new (and cute) sales clerk, Jake Kaplan (who doesn't even read books!), gives her the cold shoulder. To exacerbate matters, her mothers, who have been bickering lately about money and responsibilities, have forgotten their "Latkepalooza" last-night-of-Hanukkah family tradition. Shoshana believes that fixing each and every one of her problems will make everything better; however, her actions may be causing more drama than closure. Silverman creates a delightful coming-of-age story, featuring LGBTQ parents and friends. The protagonist (like many her own age) discovers that life isn't a fairy tale and that growing up means facing real-life problems that cannot be solved so easily. VERDICT This book is destined for rom-com fans and those who have worked in retail and know the plight of customer service.—Beronica Puhr, Oak Park P.L., IL "Hijinx and hilarity ensue in Laura Silverman’s fresh spin on the workplace rom-com. With a lovable cast of characters led by rival booksellers who are impossible not to root for, RECOMMENDED FOR YOU is like stepping foot into your favorite local bookstore—cozy, comforting, and absolutely charming." -- Marisa Kanter, author of What I Like About You "Sweet and endearing, with a headstrong heroine you can't help but root for, RECOMMENDED FOR YOU is the kind of story that makes your bookish heart sing. Laura Silverman delivers a cozy, swoon-worthy read dedicated to the bookworm in all of us." -- Ashley Poston, author of the Once Upon a Con series. "A whipped cream dollop of a rom-com with an irresistible bookish setup." ― BookPage "A delightful coming-of-age story...destined for rom-com fans." ― School Library Journal Laura Silverman is an author and editor currently living in Brooklyn, New York. She earned her MFA in writing for children at the New School. Her books include Girl Out of Water , You Asked for Perfect , It’s a Whole Spiel , Recommended for You , Game On , and Those Summer Nights . Girl Out of Water was a Junior Library Guild Selection. You can contact Laura on Twitter @LJSilverman1 or through her website LauraSilvermanWrites.com. Chapter One Chapter One Barbra Streisand grinds and grinds before sputtering to a stop. “Ugh!” I call out, and then plead with my car. “Barbra, sweetie.” I place my hand on her dashboard and rub in soothing circles. “I need you to start. I’m going to be late for work. Will you start for me? Pretty please? Okay, ready?” I turn the keys again. The grinding sound is worse this time, metallic shrieking. “Darn you!” I yank out the key. It’s a freezing December morning, and as I exhale, I can see my frosted breath. My phone buzzes with a text from Cheyenne: I just folded my 75th sweater of the morning. When do you get here? The mall opens earlier than usual this week for the Christmas rush. Cheyenne has already been folding clothes at the Gap for an hour, and I’m supposed to be at Once Upon, the independent bookstore I work at, in twenty minutes. I text back: Hopefully soon! Barbra won’t start She replies: Rough! I’ll drive you home later I send her an emoji kiss face, then step out of my car, tug my coat tight, and hurry inside. Mom and Mama are still home, but the house is silent. I peek into the living room first, then the kitchen. Nothing. I thud upstairs to their bedroom, but the door is shut. Muffled voices filter into the hallway at an inau