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Virginia Summers is a
manager in a firm that does business internationally.
On New Year’s Eve, at a gala given by the company, she meets John
Robinson, a new vice-president. They
bicker, apologize and dance. They
leave the company’s dinner dance, somehow get seated at a 4 star restaurant in
Washington DC with no reservations. The
next day they go to church, share hotdogs at the National Zoo and by Monday she
has decided to leave the country to follow him to his new assignment in Europe.
She gets her transfer in
the twinkle of an eye, she hops on over to England without telling him she is
coming, although to his credit he somehow sensed when she arrived.
They spend a brief blissful time together until he informs her that he is
being transferred to France, and they spend some dizzying weeks with rhapsodic
weekends in various European sites where they fall even deeper in love.
All is well until they
return to the States to announce their engagement.
This happy event is clouded a bit by the arrival of his wife, whose
existence had forgot to mention until that very point…
If you can believe that
you can be seated with no reservations in a popular restaurant in DC on New
Year’s Eve without reservations, then you will have no problems believing
everything else in this book. If
that one strains your faith in romantic miracles, you are not alone.
My main concern with
this book has to do with the style in which the story was told. It seems as
though what the author really wanted to do was write a heart wrenching World War
II romance. The heroine wants to go
to England to see the ‘white cliffs of Dover’ an image taken from one of her
favorite songs…this was a song made hugely popular by Kate Smith, hardly a
contemporary singer! Virginia also
spends Sundays at the USO hall dancing with the soldiers and drinking punch…
If it were not for the
occasional mention of e-mail or some other contemporary thing, I would have
thought that I really was reading some wartime romance.
Actually, I think that a story set in that era would have a lot of
appeal. It would not have played
out exactly in the glowingly romantic terms used to describe their European
wanderings since the story of the treatment of black soldiers in WWII is well
documented. But it would be a
fascinating story.
A
NEW BEGINNING, however, strains the credulity of the reader a few too
many times with its odd denouement and strange plot twists.
I was willing to hang in there until the wife showed up.
Having worked for multi-national companies in the past, I was even
willing to go along with the idea that Virginia could get transferred to Europe
without waiting for years because the company ‘needed volunteers’ to go.
But when wifey popped up, it was over for me.
A very dear friend who
also happens to be a successful writer of multicultural romances once told me
that you can’t spring something on a character that the reader doesn’t know.
In other words, the writer has to plant some seeds, shed some light, and
let the reader in on the secret before it is sprung on the character.
Now I know precisely what she meant.
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