chick lit

Cecelia Ahern. PS, I Love You

First: Holly held the blue cotton sweater to her face and the familiar smell immediately struck her, an overwhelming grief knotting her stomach and pulling at her heart.

Last: In the meantime, she would just live.

Helen Fielding. Bridget Jones's Diary

First: I will not drink more than fourteen alcohol units a week.

Last: An excellent year's progress.