15 year old Summer is planning to leave Hudsonville, NY, to spend the summer in France with the artist father she hasn't seen since her parents divorced many years ago--a trip she's undertaking against her mother's will. However, just as she's about to board the plane, her phone rings with an unknown number. Should she answer? In one storyline, she ignores the call and arrives in France to find no one waiting to meet her. Her father has gone to Berlin, leaving her to get herself to his house in the small Provence town, which is already inhabited by Vivienne, an artist friend of her father's, and her daughter Eloise, who loathes Summer on sight. Unable to speak French and desperately missing her mother, her hometown, and her best friend--and what the hell is her friend doing, posting pictures on Instagram of herself with Hudsonville's most notorious mean girl?--Summer's summer is the pits until she meets handsome waiter Jacques, who actually seems to notice her.
In another storyline, Summer answers the call and it's her father, telling her not to come. Heartbroken and furious, Summer's summer seems even worse when she finds out that her best friend thinks they need to spend some time apart--and Ruby wants to spend more time with the popular kids. The only saving grace in Summer's life is the intensive photography class she's taking with her aunt at the local college, where she's unexpectedly paired up with her longtime crush Hugh--who doesn't seem to mind being paired up with her.
In both storylines, though, there's much more going on below the family surface than Summer realizes. When she finds out just why her mother didn't want her to go to France, will it shatter the success she's built up in both storylines?
I expected to enjoy this, but didn't expect to love it! I think it was a combination of lots of great description (now I want to go to Provence) combined with a YA storyline that did not involve the high-level tragedy, despair, angst, etc. that characterizes so much of the top-rated YA fic--and no demons, assassins, zombies, etc. either. This was simply a realistic story of an immature girl who starts finally growing up and realizing that there's more to her and everyone else than she ever suspected--and that's a good thing. Sometimes friendships change. Sometimes mothers want to date again. Sometimes it's okay for a romance to fade. Summer grows from a rather irritatingly indecisive and naive character to one with more depth, and while I guessed the big secret pretty early on, I believe that Summer wouldn't have seen what seemed obvious to me from my greater experience. I thought the device of the two storylines worked well, and it was fun to swap from one to the other and see what would have happened, and what would have been the same one to the other.
I did have a couple of quibbles. First, in the French storyline, the father who couldn't reach Summer to tell her not to come to France apparently shrugged his shoulders and took himself off to Berlin, abandoning his naive, non-French-speaking, 15 year old daughter in a foreign country with no transport from the airport and no warning to his housemates that she might appear. I couldn't believe that then that father would be so distraught later on as to search for her and spend the night worrying when Summer flees the house. Does not compute. Also, Summer never tells her mother that her father abandoned her--that secret just got dropped, and I wanted to find out the mother's reaction. My only other issues were with the reader, who mostly did a fine job but someone should tell her that "photography" is not pronounced "fertography", and that it drives some of us crazy when words like "written" are pronounced "wri'-en" (or "cer'-ain" instead of "certain") when the rest of the book is not in dialect, but that's just my age showing. I know that's now almost standard. But anyway, small quibbles for a book I thoroughly enjoyed!
Oh, one more quibble. How is it that a tech-savvy Insta-addicted girl doesn't know that her phone will work just fine abroad with wifi and Skype? Even I know that and I'm decades older than she is!