This book was almost -- almost -- amusingly bad. Except it was too awful to be funny. Uneven, unconfident writing that seemed soooo pleased with itself. Characters that are tissue thin and painfully obvious stereotypes. Plus, the writer begins the story in winter, but keeps forgetting and makes multiple references to the sparkling sun on the sea, sitting outside to eat and drink, and dresses the people in summer clothing. There are also an irritatingly high number of typos. But the piece de resistance is that the story is set just after WWI. Yet, the heroine walks into the parlor to find the hero listening to Edith Piaf's recording of "Non, je ne regrette rien." Gosh, that's wild, since Piaf was born in 1915 and the recording was released in...1960. This was one of the worst books I have ever read. The main character was insufferable. She didn't see people as people but as a character in one of the books she read. She wasn't able to connect which made the whole book off, if the person telling the story can't see the people as people then how are the people reading it supposed to. She had this annoying habit of quoting passages from books and then trying to connect the people to them even if there was no connection at all other than she said there was.
What do You think about Peril At Somner House (2010)?
J'ai préféré ce livre au premier de la série de Daphné Du Maurier.
—Beta
Cute little story, easy to read. Just not much meat to the story.
—Britty
Interesting series; not quite as good as the first one.
—hellnawitsc
I would read more by her, read quickly.
—alejandra
