Normally, Sophie Kinsella’s books are a mix of cringe comedy, dumb antics (that lead to easily avoidable problems), and a healthy dose of uber-cute romance. It’s the third part of this recipe that keeps me coming back and reading more of her books. This one, however, lacked the spark between the romantic leads and veered much further into the territory of unbelievable than any of her other books.
Workaholic attorney Samantha Sweeting has just done the unthinkable. She’s made a mistake so huge, it’ll wreck any chance of a partnership.
Going into utter meltdown, she walks out of her London office, gets on a train, and ends up in the middle of nowhere. Asking for directions at a big, beautiful house, she’s mistaken for an interviewee and finds herself being offered a job as housekeeper. Her employers have no idea they’ve hired a lawyer–and Samantha has no idea how to work the oven. She can’t sew on a button, bake a potato, or get the #@%# ironing board to open. How she takes a deep breath and begins to cope–and finds love–is a story as delicious as the bread she learns to bake.
But will her old life ever catch up with her? And if it does…will she want it back?