This was a really fun book. The main character is a bit ditzy at times and has a serious problem with binge spending. Her rationale is not the average. Besides that, the book had quite a few funny moments and great snide comments. The character reminds me so much of Sophie Kinsella's heroines...
What a stupid novel, what a totally unlikeable, lazy, bad-work-ethic main character. Wow - really disappointed. I got to chapter 3 and when she got upset because her supervisors were going to watch tapes that might include her practically mapping in the stock room when she was supposed to be atte...
Purse lover and amateur sleuth Haley Randolph once again is in pursuit for this seasons it handbag. However, after she discovered the corpse of yet another person in the Holt's department store, she is not only chasing ofter a killer, but someone is also chasing her!I always enjoy Howell's novels...
It's so great to be able to check in with an old friend, and some characters that may drive you batty, but do it while making you laugh. I agree with a previous reviewer -- the part about her looking for her real family was PRICELESS. Ms. Howell hit the nail on the head with that one! I love t...
He had on his usual slightly mismatched coat-shirt-tie combo, so I figured he’d just come from work. She was tall with high-school-length blond hair, and had on jeans and a sweater. They were standing in the accessories department, in front of a display of scarfs, hats, and gloves. She was giggli...
Bella said, peering inside her brown paper lunch sack. “Nothing but b.s.” We were seated at a table in the breakroom at Holt’s Department Store, the crappier than crappy place where I had a crappy part-time job as a sales clerk. This was where I’d met my ex-official-boyfriend Ty Cameron. His fami...
Luke said my name in a mellow voice that made my stomach feel gooey and my toes curl. But I didn’t want a gooey stomach or curling toes. This was a no-men vacation, and if I felt those things while I was here I sure as heck didn’t want Luke to be the one who caused them—not after what he’d done t...
Bella said. “You ask me, it’s b.s.” We were in the Holt’s employee breakroom watching TV and eating snacks from the vending machines—okay, it was mostly me eating the snacks—and waiting for the last hour of our can-our-lives-get-any-worse shift to end. Bella was fixated on the poster on the wall ...
The carpet and wallpaper screamed ’70s, just like the lobby. Honestly, I didn’t get it. This whole section of Henderson hadn’t been developed back in the day, so just why the decorator had wanted to incite motel guests to throw on some bell-bottoms and dance the bump to Brick House, I didn’t know...