Ginger is worried about her friend, Mary Margaret, who isn’t at home as expected. A glass has been knocked on the floor, along with a basket of laundry. Apparently it’s out of character for her to leave the house like that, since she’s a neat freak.
The first few pages were from the cat’s point of view. The next 15 pages Ginger has a ‘worry-fest’ about Mary Margaret. She is joined by two other friends, Suzanne and Kindra–together the four women make up the Bargain Hunters Network. Original name. Not.
Suzanne and Kindra aren’t worried at all, and Ginger is overreacting with worry, which makes no sense. Ginger wonders if her friend has been kidnapped by aliens. I wonder if the author has, and aliens wrote this book.
I have one word of advice for this author: Pacing, pacing, pacing. Okay, I lied. That’s three words. But you can’t let your reader wait for the story to start. They’ll get bored.
I took personal exception to the line, “…after age thirty, the word hot only comes into your vocabulary when you’re talking about oven temperatures.” Thanks, on behalf of the female readers over thirty all over the planet. That’ll make them want to read this novel, for sure.