Warning: contains spoilers.
Thanks to BookBridgr and Headline for the ARC of this book.
I don’t like to be mean about books, I certainly don’t have the skill or patience to write one, but I don’t have much good to say about this one. It reads like it was written for a five year old. It has such a simplistic approach to life.
It’s Christmas and Nicole must spend her first Christmas with her new husband’s adult daughter Kennedy. Kennedy wants her parents to get back together and therefore doesn’t like Nicole. She feels this way for 90% of the book and then a baby is born, a stray dog turns up and whoosh all of a sudden everybody’s problems are solved and they all love each other.
It is ridiculous, trite, predictable and facile and unfortunately didn’t even manage to evoke the warm festive feelings you hope for from reading this type of book.
Thanks to Bookbridgr and Headline for the ARC of this book.
At this time of year I like to read books set at Christmas to help get me in the mood for the forthcoming festive season. However, despite its title, this book has very little to do with Christmas, it has a bit of snow in it, but could really be set at any time of the year.
This is a very simple crime novella. It’s incredibly easy to read but lacks any depth. Once the murder occurs it is immediately obvious to the reader who the culprit is and this makes the lead character, Jemima Pitt, look incredibly naive, stupid and overly trusting, because she doesn’t immediately realise who did it, so it’s hard to have much respect for her.
Jemima has accompanied her friend Phinnie from London to New York for her society marriage to a rich business heir. Whilst she is there Jemima becomes embroiled in a search for and a murder involving Phinnie’s estranged mother. There is also a very simplistic and utterly predictable secondary love story.
Reading this book was a fairly pleasant way to spend an afternoon, but the book is thoroughly lightweight and forgettable and the crime element lacks any tension or suspense.