Mix tape - Jane Sanderson

'A lovely novel, delicately drawn, with characters that really linger in the mind . . . I got really swept up in it.' Laura Barnett, author of The Versions of Us

You never forget the one that got away.

Daniel was the first boy to make Alison a mix tape.

But that was years ago and Ali hasn't thought about him in a very long time. Even if she had, she might not have called him 'the one that got away'; after all, she'd been the one to run.

Then Dan's name pops up on her phone, with a link to a song from their shared past.

For two blissful minutes, Alison is no longer an adult in Adelaide with temperamental daughters; she is sixteen in Sheffield, dancing in her skin-tight jeans. She cannot help but respond in kind.

And so begins a new mix tape.

Ali and Dan exchange songs - some new, some old - across oceans and time zones, across a lifetime of different experiences, until one of them breaks the rules and sends a message that will change everything
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PRAISE FOR MIX TAPE:
'Gorgeous novel about first love . . . guaranteed to make you think of your first love - and perhaps what might have been' Nina Pottell, Prima
'This grown-up love story is gorgeously written and romantic without being sentimental' Good Housekeeping
'Deftly written romantic novel' Red
'Touching, peppily nostalgic love story' Sainsbury's Magazine
'Funny, moving, relatable' Heat
'Fantastic, moving, beautiful novel' Daily Mail
'This tender tale of second chances...is a nostalgic delight' Sunday Mirror
'A brilliantly nostalgic story, with a great sound track' Best Magazine

JANE SANDERSON is a writer and journalist. She worked as a producer for BBC Radio 4 on The World at One and Woman's Hour before becoming a novelist. She lives with her husband in Herefordshire, and they also have a houseboat in London.

Jane's previous novels include This Much Is True, Netherwood, Ravenscliffe and Eden Falls. Mix Tape is her latest.

Gorgeous novel about first love . . . guaranteed to make you think of your first love - and perhaps what might have been.
Nina Pottell, Prima