This book was depressing. Even if there were happy endings all around and the women all got the endings they wanted. Depressing. Don’t read it. Chick lit at its worst. British chick lit the worst I’ve ever read, and I’ve read a lot of bad Brit chick lit.
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I attempted one of her books in the spring, The Ballroom on Magnolia Street. I gave up on it because, according the note I put beside it on my list, I just didn’t care and I didn’t like any of the characters. And, as usual, I had more interesting things waiting to be read.
I hate bad chick-lit.
Magnolia St? That is the street the dude in the book grew up on – he bought his childhood home and kept it a secret from his wife (it was her money he used) and she found out later and thought he bought it for his first wife (not that he had a first wife). He really bought it in case his mother, who abandoned him, came back.
Stupid book.
Urgh to both of them. That’s about 4 hours of my life I’ll never get back.