Sundays at Tiffany's, James Patterson and Gabrielle Charbonnet
Jane is the daughter of the beautiful and uber successful Vivianne Margeaux. They live in New York City where Jane is neglected, but privileged. She also has an imaginary friend named Michael, who helps her cope with her loneliness and insecurity.
But imaginary friends can only stay with children until their 9th birthday, and on Jane's 9th birthday Michael says goodbye, promising that she won't remember anything about him the next morning.
23 years later and Jane is working for her mother's production company, and producing a movie about her imaginary friend Michael; whom she never forgot. Michael finds himself back in New York on sabbatical while he's between charges (kids) and runs into Jane.
This book was really sweet. It was just a simple fairy tale. There was an unnecessary love scene that kind of threw me, and the resolution with the mother fell flat to me. But I liked the magic of it all, and there were some cute scenes. I'm glad I read it at Christmas because I'm a little more accepting of saccharine sweet this time of year.
All in, I'm glad I read it. Though, on a side note, what the heck is up with the cover art? Makes no sense, dark haired woman hugging a kid? Who looks like a little boy? What? The women in the story (Jane and her mother) are blond.
Also, this is a James Patterson and book. Which, when I see those, I always think the second person wrote most of it, but put the bigger novelists name on it to sell more books.
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