This book was originally published with the title Love Is a Hopscotch Thing in the '60s, and my nostalgic side wishes I could at least see what the book cover looked like back then. Was it a great vintage illustration? Yet, seeing as this is the sequel to a previous novel I read, Saturday Night, I think the title Sunday Morning is more appropriate for the overall theme.

I also think it's better if you read the first book first. But, maybe not? I find that in some sequels, the main characters sometimes lose the progress they made in the previous book and wind up having to learn what's essentially the same lesson all over again.

While I wouldn't say that Carly forgets or disregards everything she learned in the first book, I feel like she does lose progress here, going around some of the same circles she already circled the summer before with Danny.

Not that it's unrealistic—humans often do have to relearn lessons or learn them better with another go 'round. Besides, Carly is still a teenager. It just isn't my favorite thing when it seems like a novel and its sequel have much of the same basic plot, more or less, but it's only packaged a little differently from one book to the next.

Even so, I was still entertained through the read, and given the pull on my nostalgic side, I enjoyed much of the novel's old-fashioned feel. Although it took getting to the end of the book before I finally stopped shaking my head at Carly, I liked her eventual decision.

If I can get my hands on some copies, there are two more vintage YA novels I'd like to read by this author, who I believe is most known for her biblical fiction novel Two from Galilee. ( )