Danielle Steele | Jan 2021 | 270 pp
When I was younger, I remember seeing Danielle Steele books on the nightstands and shelves of older cousins and aunties. Maybe near the Harlequin Romances and Jackie Collins books? That lead me to pick up a few as a young reader, though I cant remember one story. But, certainly the name is familiar. Which is why I was prepared to revisit this prolific author as an adult, when her latest release popped up in my new book feed in Libby. Sort of like having fries from McDonalds..not necessarily good for you but, tasty, comforting and nostalgic.
The story follows aging actress Meredith White. She has the world in the palm of her hand when her Director husband decides to leave her for a young, up and coming actress. Months later, her only son dies in a drowning accident Meredith blames on her ex-husband. In the turmoil, their daughter Kendall sides with daddy and they both leave Meredith to rot in her San Francisco mansion. And she does rot, to an extent. Meredith spends the next 15 years as a recluse, in the unknowing clutches of a couple that is preying on her vulnerabilities and stealing cash and valuables from her. The novel pivots after a huge earthquake shakes her neighborhood and Meredith invites several of her neighbors to stay in her home for weeks, while the state rebounds. This of course leads her to discovering who her neighbors are and that ain’t all good.
Pros: 😶 You have to start somewhere. This is a simple plot with straightforward characters, no super thriller twist at the end to unleash your anxiety. Predictable in a way that is kind and friendly to those that prefer their loose ends cinched off nicely.
Cons: If none of the above sounds good to you, hardpass on this one. 🤦🏾♀️🤣😂
This book is definitely milk not meat for those among us that aren’t ready for strong social and/or politically relevant themes, characters that act badly but still win, or even characters that are good but still loose!
Overall, it was a nicely told story, with almost a fairytale quality for the older middle aged sect. However, in regards to revisiting our past…it sounds good. But sometimes, you cannot go back. 🙄🤦🏾♀️😆 Memories of fun times I spent at mcDonalds with the fam as a kiddie are nice. But, as an adult, the truth is, I prefer my fries with old bay seasoning, truffle oil, and a glass of wine. 💁🏾♀️😜😆 Book #1/2021