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I found this dull despite all the things going on in the author's life. It was like reading someone's diary. The people are one dimensional, seldom introduced or described as they would be in a fiction piece. The situations that would have been charged with emotion were - apart from those related to raging new love and plentiful sex - all just very flat. Samantha, I am glad your life turned out well but the story but was not worth paying for!
I'm a sucker for a good love story but this one completely failed to move me. Years ago, Samantha, the author of this soupy memoir, had a brief holiday fling with sexy Jean-Luc. She returned to America and he wrote seven throb-worthy love letters which she never bothered answering but always kept.
Fast forward: Samantha is 40, getting divorced, up to her ears in debt and reduced to walking dogs in Malibu. She decides to hunt down Jean-Luc on the Internet and behold, he's also getting divorced for the second time, has two kids and is ready to take up with Samantha where they left off all those years ago.
They are having hot sex before you can say "Sacre Bleu" and two ticks later he's proposed marriage. This whole book is a kind of "how to make your life into a romance novel," but it didn't work for me. Samantha came across as selfish and feckless and Jean-Luc as seriously immature and impulsive. He had two kids to think of. It's fine building an adult relationship between two people from vastly different backgrounds slowly and carefully so that sexual attraction has time to mature into real commitment - but this was a couple of 20 year-olds proving they had not yet grown up. I do sincerely hope they live happily ever after.
This should have been titled, "Seven Letters from Paris: A Fairy Tale." I guess I am not very romantic, but if this is based on a true story, it is being retold through VERY rose colored glasses. Sam is the most beautiful and beguiling California girl God ever created. She meets Jean-Luc, the most handsome and perfect and romantic Frenchman, while traveling in France. They spend 24 hours together, after which Jean-Luc was besotted with this princess for life. She returns home and he pines for her. Never have seven such romantic letters been written! But Sam never answers a single one, although she kept them all. (I have to confess, I didn't find the letters romantic - they were so over the top they came off as creepy and stalker-y to me. I wouldn't have responded either.) Twenty years later, Sam's first marriage crumbles. She is approaching middle age; she is facing bankruptcy. She has no job or money or prospects and is living with her parents. She decides to contact Jean-Luc and he is of course DELIGHTED to have his princess back in his life and solve all her problems for her. He whisks her around France, taking her to beautiful, romantic castles; eating wonderful food; drinking wine, assuring her every moment how beautiful and perfect and special she is. He introduces her to his friends, family, and young children, all of whom of course immediately LOVE her because she is so beautiful and perfect and special. Sam and Jean-Luc have mind-blowing sex, because they have PASSION, without which Jean-Luc keeps assuring her, life is not worth living and which will never die between the two of them. They never fight or even have disagreements.
I realize this review is cynical but honestly I have never met people like this. I guess if they exist and they are happy, more power to them. I sincerely hope that Jean-Luc and Sam were everything they seemed to be, and Sam never found human remains when digging in the perfect garden behind their perfect townhouse; or Jean-Luc never pushed her off a cliff to collect the insurance money during one of their romantic getaways in the south of France.