Blurb: On Quinnipeague, hearts open under the summer stars and secrets float in the Sweet Salt Air…
Charlotte and Nicole were once the best of friends, spending summers together in Nicole’s coastal island house off of Maine. But many years, and many secrets, have kept the women apart. A successful travel writer, single Charlotte lives on the road, while Nicole, a food blogger, keeps house in Philadelphia with her surgeon-husband, Julian. When Nicole is commissioned to write a book about island food, she invites her old friend Charlotte back to Quinnipeague, for a final summer, to help. Outgoing and passionate, Charlotte has a gift for talking to people and making friends, and Nicole could use her expertise for interviews with locals. Missing a genuine connection, Charlotte agrees.
But what both women don’t know is that they are each holding something back that may change their lives forever. For Nicole, what comes to light could destroy her marriage, but it could also save her husband. For Charlotte, the truth could cost her Nicole’s friendship, but could also free her to love again. And her chance may lie with a reclusive local man, with a heart to soothe and troubles of his own.
Review: Try as I might, I struggle to come up with a better descriptor than the word bland. The pace of this was pretty slow and the book over long for what we get out of it. The characters didn’t have anything all that impressive to offer other than maybe Julian who came across as a self absorbed pompous ass.
This kind of peeved me with the callous handling of the safe sex situation. Even going so far as to have a hate mail letter to Leo about safe sex in his book, yet her own characters treat it with a very blase attitude and completely disregard it. Safe sex isn’t just about birth control. This is a button for me and I’m not a fan of authors who treat the subject so lightly. Having your characters, even with their history, still not give the subject any level of real importance is incredibly annoying.
Don’t get me wrong. The book wasn’t awful or anything. It just didn’t do much for me intellectually or emotionally outside of the above irritation. To say that was the only thing of real note in the story kind of says it all.