That is the question for Lucy Sullivan, after a fortune teller reveals that she will meet and marry her dream-guy within a year. The fortune-telling opens the story, and then it continues telling Lucy's tale of ups and downs, her dreams, her search for Mr. Right. It has all been written before. The feisty room mate, the naive room mate, the gay-friend, the confused but cute heroine and the search for love. Not necessarily a bad thing to write a book about, but Lucy and the other characters never seem to come alive in a believable way. There are too many pages, and the story does not have enough 'meat' to be so long. It was, all in all, a disappointing read from an author I have enjoyed a lot before.