Delacorte
July 2011
On Sale: July 12, 2011
Featuring: Valerie Wyatt; April; Jack Adams
352 pages ISBN: 0385340303 EAN: 9780385340304 Hardcover Add to Wish List
In this beguiling new novel, Danielle Steel tells the
story of three very different people, each of whom, on the
same day, reaches a crucial turning point in life—a rite
both bittersweet and full of hope, a time to blow out the
candles, say goodbye to the past, and make a wish for the
future.
Valerie Wyatt is the queen of
gracious living and the arbiter of taste. Since her long-ago
divorce, she’s worked hard to reach the pinnacle of her
profession and to create a camera-ready life in her Fifth
Avenue penthouse. So why is she so depressed? All the hours
with her personal trainer, the careful work of New York’s
best hairdressers, cosmetic surgeons, and her own God-given
bone structure and great looks can’t fudge the truth or her
lies about it: Valerie is turning sixty.
Valerie’s
daughter, April, has no love life, no rest, and no prospect
of that changing in the foreseeable future. Her popular
one-of-a-kind restaurant in downtown New York, where she is
chef and owner, consumes every ounce of her attention and
energy. Ready or not, though, April’s life is about to
change, in a tumultuous transformation that begins the
morning it hits her: She’s thirty. And what does she have to
show for it? A restaurant, no man, no kids.
Jack Adams
once threw a football like a guided missile. Twelve years
after retiring from the NFL, he is the most charismatic
sports analyst on TV, a man who has his pick of the most
desirable twentysomething women. But after a particularly
memorable Halloween party, Jack wakes up on his fiftieth
birthday, his back thrown out of whack, feeling every year
his age.
A terrifying act of violence, an
out-of-the-blue blessing, and two extremely unlikely love
affairs soon turn lives inside out and upside down. In a
novel brimming with warmth and insight, beginning on one
birthday and ending on another, Valerie, April, and Jack
discover that life itself can be a celebration—and that its
greatest gifts are always a surprise.