A nice, pleasant chick lit (oh, pardon me, women’s fiction) about four friends who met in grade school in England, and after an incident where they burned down a barn because they were smoking in it, were hauled off by their folks to go their separate ways. There was American Meg, fat Georgina, Jen who married a guy 8 years younger, and Rowan, terribly naive and very beautiful.
It has the usual elements — boyfriends, betrayal, being dumped, etc. When they meet in their late thirties,having been out of touch for a couple of decades turns out fat Georgina had become svelte and successful with a design business in textiles and clothing, and had married Jen’s old boyfriend, who was the one who dumped her without a word. Meg, daughter of hippies show business people, was herself still a hippie, if a bit faded, and Rowen, who called the get together, was a no show.
Ten years later, it is Meg who calls them together, hinting at a life or death situation, and the rest of the book is trying to find Rowen who seems to have completely disappeared.
The plot, engaging as it was, is not worth recapping. It is about friendships. Not many people have friends going back to their grammar school days. It’s chick lit — that means there are relationships, emotions, ups, downs, and a happy ending. I like happy endings.
I needed a palate cleanser after that post apocalypse book. Right?