I don’t know why I read The Sunshine Sisters except that I was downstairs and my book was upstairs and I just needed something light to read while I was having my lunch. Also, one of the kids was home and it seemed like too much extra work to read something that wasn’t light and fluffy.
This one was the best and the worst of chicklit, all wrapped up in one predictable, stereotypical tale. I liked it except when it got to be too predictable and too stereotypical and then I rolled my eyes a lot.