The Hot Flash Club Chills Out by Nancy Thayer is the fourth book of the Hot Flash Club series. A heartwarming tale of friendship and love, set on contemporary Nantucket Island in the summer. Alice, Shirley, Marilyn, Faye and Polly are each challenged by changes in their lives. They're exhausted on a daily basis, but determined to continue serving their loved ones. A few of them are dissatisfied with the men in their lives, but scared to drive them away.
Shirley's friend Nora needs house sitters for her Nantucket historic home - all summer! A dream vacation beckoning the Hot Flash Club, if only they didn't have so many commitments...
They agree on a schedule for at least one HFC member to be in Nora's house every day, and for most of them to enjoy the island as many days as they can break away from their obligations. For all HFC members except Alice, Nantucket is paradise. Marilyn the paleobiologist has plenty to study on the seashore, Faye expands her painting into landscapes, Polly loves the island crafts, and Shirley falls in love. Alice can appreciate the chance to rest and admire the island beauty, but she's slightly bored, until she finds just the right niche for her administrative skills.
The HFC solves a mystery: how and why are heirlooms disappearing from Nora's house? While solving the mystery, they uncover a hidden secret, and carefully, gently, mend a lifetime feud.
It's a joy to read about Nantucket, a vicarious vacation without travel expense. One morning they're up before dawn, and scurry to the easternmost beach to watch the sun rise:
The sky was silver, and a line of violet glimmered on the horizon. The beach was a soft blur of sooty gray, like a smudged thumbprint, the ocean black. Barefoot, they hurried down to the shoreline. Now a ribbon of gold glimmered beneath the violet streak, and they could see the white ruffle of foam surging up toward them, pulling the dark cover of ocean behind. The sky brightened into the iridescent gray of a pigeon's breast, illuminating the shoreline. They had front-row seats to the best view on earth, and here it came, the golden sun, majestic, radiant, moving in its own sweet time. The sky around it went pink, and the ocean beneath it blushed in response. With splendid indolence, the sun ascended, unveiling the sky like Salome, in gauzy swathes of coral, then violet, then robin's egg blue, and the ocean beneath deepened to sapphire.