Polly thinks, she has it all: handsome, lovely boyfriend, wonderful bakery, new friends, a beautiful island and a lighthouse as her new home. It couldn't be better for her. But of course, fate strikes again and Polly loses her bakery to a horrible man and her boyfriend has to go back to where he came from once again. Also, a woman returns to Mount Polbearne, who has something to do with the misery from the previous year and Pollys feelings about everything are turned upside down. Again.
Well, at first I was quite excited about that new person in town. I wanted to see how she and Polly clash with each other and I was hoping for a little bitch fight or at least a tiny row. Did I get that? No. Well, that woman owns a cat, which caused some trouble, but not the trouble I was hoping for. That was kind of disappointing, really. In the end, the big secret was unraveld, but did they fight then? No. Because it was in the middle of the big drama (literally) and they were best friends again after that. So disappointing.
The story itself wasn't entirely to my liking as well. I didn't like the fact that Huckle (what a great name, but I'll come to that.) left Polly alone for stupid reasons and then didn't come back for forever for reasons that were even more stupid. With every page I disliked him more. A shame, because I quite liked him in the first part.
Towards the end I got more and more annoyed with Polly and Huckle and the story itself. It also took me ages to finally finish it.
Then, the end. Well the happy end was okay, but not nearly cute enough. At all. And before the final happy end, of course there had to be some total, life-threatening drama. Which had to do with the sea, just as in the first part. Okay, they live on a tiny island, so heavy storms and huge waves and whatnot are probably most likely, but still. And after that Polly is the most wonderful heroine of all time, blah, blah, blah. How could it have been any different?
Now, to the names: Huckle. I could ignore the stupidity of that name in the first part, but now he has a brother called Dubose. Seriously? And what kind of cruel parents name their children Huckle AND Dubose? The brother was stupid, so his name fitted him perfectly.
All in all, I would say I clearly expected more. It was just not cute enough, not lovely, not satisfying in any way, at all. There was not the fight I was hoping for, no romance, because the guy went away, no daily bakery life, because the bakery kind of went away, too. Polly gets a substitute for her loss of the bakery, but still. Not my favourite book by far.