_Sundays at Tiffany's_
by James Patterson and Gabrielle Charbonnet
Michael loved his job, but found that having to leave the children he
cared for when they turned nine could often be difficult, even painful.
Certainly it often proved painful for the children, although almost
always they forgot about him.
Michael was an imaginary friend, and the only one who could see him
when he was working was the child he was working with.
He'd last seen Jane Margaux on her ninth birthday in the Saint Regis.
He and she had sat at one table, a bowl of melon balls in front of him,
an ice cream sundae of coffee ice cream with fudge sauce over it in
front of her, while her mother Vivienne sat with her hairdresser Jason
at a different table, talking shop. That night there was a party that
Jane pretended was intended to celebrate her birthday, although it was
really a cast party for those taking part in her mother's new musical
play. Jane had tears in her eyes as Michael left, and swore she'd
never forget him.
He knew she would--that was how it worked.
Only twenty-some years later he saw her again, and realized to his
shock she'd not forgotten him at all!
Was this how it was meant to be--that Jane Margaux would find that the
one man she could truly love was the one who'd been her imaginary
friend when she was a child? And to what would their relationship
lead?
A delightful tale, swiftly and easily read, written jointly by two
gifted authors. Certainly a departure from Alex Cross or the Women's
Murder Club. Ms. Charbonnet writes children's literature, and I
rejoice that the two of them have given us this delightful confection.
Loaned to me by a friend, and a book I readily recommend to those who
love a light, gentle romance.
Bonnie L. Sherrell
Teacher at Large
"Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. For even the very wise
cannot see all ends." LOTR
"Don't go where I can't follow."
