Twenty-seven and the miserable owner of size eight feet,
Rachel Walsh enjoys two naughty habits: a lover who likes
his leather pants tight, and a fondness for recreational
drugs. But as Rachel learns, what goes up must come down.
First she loses her job, then her lover, and then finds
herself being marched off to the Cloisters, Dublin's
answer to the Betty Ford Clinic. Outraged—surely she's not
thin enough to be an addict!—it suddenly dawns on Rachel
that it's about time she had a vacation, and where better
than a place crammed with jacuzzis, gyms, and rock stars
going tepid turkey? What she gets instead, however, are
middle-aged men in sweaters and enough group therapy to
drive her to distraction, until she meets Chris. A man
with a past, will he be her salvation—or more trouble than
Rachel's ever known? Engaging and wickedly funny,
Rachel's Holiday is a powerful story of love and
discovery.
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