![]() ![]() ![]() Every time I think I know where this story is starting to head, it veers off somewhere totally different. I like the connection between these two, but they both have a ton of baggage and it keeps piling on so much that they end up doing stupid things. I am not sure I would even call this a romance, though there is some yearning and pining going on. They have the ability to hurt each other. Both Preston and Kit have some kind of connection with each other and it isn’t just the fact that they were both with Becca. This is a very different book than I have ever read before and not only because Kit is a Lesbian. Neither of them can forget about the other. They end up becoming friends of a sort despite how they first met. They get to talking and reveal some things about themselves to each other that neither of them usually talks about. The story: Preston meets Kit on a bridge in the middle of nowhere one night after both of their worlds are thrown into chaos by the same girl. Preston is attending Yale and has a gambling problem when he finds out that his girlfriend cheated on him with a woman and is now pregnant with his child. The Hero(es): Preston Holden – the son of an NFL player that now owns a team. She is devastated when she finds out that her fiancé Becca has cheated on her with a man. She wears her heart on her sleeve and just wants to be loved. The heroine: Kit Bishop – a lesbian who falls in love over and over and keeps getting hurt. ![]()
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![]() ![]() At this point you can tell his own interest appears fully engaged. I particularly liked his detailing of the construction of the Statue of Liberty and the Eiffel Tower. It is easy to mock, but there are moments when Rutherfurd's pre-digested account of Paris down the ages works well. Dialogue, meanwhile, is conventional and very English despite the addition of the occasional "Monsieur". Real people are often so much more interesting than fictional. Rutherfurd is nothing if not predictable.Īlthough this is a novel, in an endnote the author tells us that even the historical figures, among them kings (mostly named Louis, inevitably), Claude Monet and Ernest Hemingway, "are entirely fictional", so you can be forgiven for wondering why he bothered to include them. And who is the young man who shares her mattress? None other than an earlier Roland de Cygne. Here we are in 1261: Martine, a nubile young widow in her 20s, is sleeping around ("she might as well enjoy herself") before marrying again, we are told. You only know which century we are in because Rutherfurd gives us the date at the head of each chapter. After two opening chapters in the late 19th-century we are suddenly shifted back to the 13th, but nothing in the characters' language has any period feel. ![]() Rutherfurd adopts the spoonful of sugar principle. There's also a priest, Father Xavier, who provides another plot clue: "As for the little boy," muses the cleric, "God surely had a plan for him. ![]() |