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Chargement... Marrying Mom (1996)par Olivia Goldsmith
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Wanted A gentleman of means, neither young nor decrepit. Looks irrelevant. Generous to a fault. Criminal record not a problem. Witty, mature, decisive widow has recently relocated to New York City in order to be very, very close to her grown children (who prefer managing their own lives, thank you very much). Their lifelong gratitude and relief (plus their lovely mother -- as long as you move out of state) will be your REWARD. Not offer of any kind will be rufused. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Google Books — Chargement... GenresClassification décimale de Melvil (CDD)813.54Literature English (North America) American fiction 20th Century 1945-1999Classification de la Bibliothèque du CongrèsÉvaluationMoyenne:
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Phyllis Geronomous, facing 70 and more years of widowhood than she thinks she can tolerate, decides to uproot herself from the Florida retirement community her late husband insisted on, and to move back to New York, where she can keep a better eye on her adult children, none of whom has lived up to her expectations.
Meanwhile, the children, on learning of her plans, fly into various panic modes. None of them wants Mom meddling in their lives at this point, and none can take on the expense of supporting her without dire consequences to their own careers.
The obvious solution, then, is to marry Mom off to some rich old geezer who will keep her happy and occupied. And, with the plot firmly set up, it is expertly manipulated and milked by Goldsmith, who keeps the one-liners coming and stirs hit-and-miss matchmaking together with a cast of delightfully-drawn characters. Most readers will see how all the resolutions tie up into neat bows long before the package is really wrapped, but nobody cares.
It’s a fun read. ( )