I'm not sure why I keep reading this author. The first book of hers that I read (Late Bloomer) I absolutely loved. I picked it up on a Saturday morning and read it in one day. The second one was ok, didn't love it, didn't hate it. The third one was pretty awful. One star. This one falls in between.
Toots and her three best friends, the godmothers of her daughter, are all very different, but each was almost a caricature of a character. Toots, at 65 (I think), has been widowed eight times, and is a millionaire. And we, the reader, cannot possible forget that fact because we are reminded constantly that she has plenty of money, more money than she knows what to do with. She throws money at every slight problem that comes along. She drinks, she smokes. She talks about how much she loves to smoke, she'll never quit. She smokes as much as she has money. I don't care if a character smokes, but I don't need that character to constantly - and defensively - tell me how much she loves it and will never quit.
The saving grace is her daughter, Abby, and her stepson from one of those past marriages, Clay. I loved both of them. Abby is a tabloid journalist who loves her job, and is determined to support herself and get by on her own, without her mother's money, as much as Toots would love to throw money at all of Abby's problems and take care of them for her. Clay is an attorney, doing fine for himself, but not loving life in the fast lane. Abby and Clay secretly have a huge crushes on each other, but each thinks the other looks on them as a sibling.
I knew this was the first in a series, but I was still frustrated that when the book ended there were unresolved stories, especially between Abby and Clay. Will I continue the series? Probably, just for them.