I was too disconnected from this book to truly enjoy it. Each character's story tied into another character's story either intricately or loosely, all centered around the opening week of a getaway hotel in Ireland. I wanted to hear more of the stories of certain characters (Chicky, Rigger, Winnie) and much less of others but just as I became really involved, the snippet of their life abruptly ended. All of this totaled up to loose threads and an unraveled mess of what could have been a tapestry. The colors were there; the threads were there; I could see some embroidery. It just didn't come together for me like I feel it should have.
Maeve Binchey's last book! Bummer! I am not normally a "novel" reader. I love mysteries, but Maeve's books are a delight. She is so adept at interweaving her characters' lives with wonderful results. And generally there is a nod to one or more of her previous stories. Like waving to an old friend.
Reading a Maeve Binchy book is just like slipping into a comfortable pair of jeans or sitting in front of a cozy fireplace drinking a hot chocolate that was your Nan's secret family recipe. This book will not disappoint. From the first chapter I slipped into a comfortable ease catching up with characters and a sleepy Irish village that seemed vaguely familiar and definitely welcoming. This is a great book. I am sorry that there will be no more to follow.