Mother of the Bride

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She planned everything for the wedding–
except the falling in love part. . . .

In a family of jet-setters and lovable eccentrics, Cydney Parrish is the stable, sensible one, always with her feet firmly planted on the ground. Maybe that’s why she ended up raising her sister’s daughter Bebe. Now Bebe is all grown up and about to marry the nephew of the handsome and reclusive author Angus Munroe. Between ...
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Overview

She planned everything for the wedding–
except the falling in love part. . . .

In a family of jet-setters and lovable eccentrics, Cydney Parrish is the stable, sensible one, always with her feet firmly planted on the ground. Maybe that’s why she ended up raising her sister’s daughter Bebe. Now Bebe is all grown up and about to marry the nephew of the handsome and reclusive author Angus Munroe. Between planning the wedding, dealing with her high maintenance kin, and facing a future with only a cat for company, Cydney has her hands full. But she isn’t too busy to notice that aside from being pushy and generally infuriating, Gus Munroe may just be the man of her dreams.

Angus Munroe is not about to let his only nephew throw his future away on some ditzy debutante. He flies into town determined to “speak now and never hold his peace”–but ends up instead with a broken nose, a slight limp, and his mountainside home invaded by the bride-to-be’s family. He’s pretty certain it is all the wedding planner’s fault. Aunts aren’t supposed to be sexy, but someone obviously forgot to tell the irresistible Cydney Parrish. . . .

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
This humorous romantic comedy warms the heart with its zany yet believable characters and snappy dialogue. When Cydney Parrish's 19-year-old niece, Bebe - whom she has raised for the last 15 years while her globe-trotting sister took Pulitzer Prize$winning photos - gets engaged to the nephew of famous mystery writer and social recluse Angus Monroe, Cydney drives herself over the edge organizing the hasty nuptials and helping Angus overcome his aversion to the union. The only stable member of an eccentric family, Cydney, an aspiring mystery writer herself, has long idolized Angus, but she doesn't let her feelings stop her from putting him in his place when he implies that Bebe is a gold-digging flake. Angus considers his 21-year-old nephew too immature to marry, but in the process of trying to upset the wedding plans, he finds himself first in the hospital, and then, when the wedding party decamps to his home, injured on a regular basis. In the midst of the mayhem, Angus falls headlong in lust with Cydney, but their opposing views on the wedding keep them at odds. At times, Angus and Cydney's romance plays second fiddle to the wedding hijinks, but Michaels's (Nightwing) keen sense of comic timing and oddball characters never fail to entertain. (June) Forecast: The summer wedding season is fast approaching, and this book's timely release and cutesy cover illustration (featuring a many-tiered wedding cake) should catch the attention of bridesmaids and bride-hopefuls. Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
Few things will pull writer Angus Munroe out of his seclusion in Crooked Possum, MO, but when his nephew announces that he is going to marry the granddaughter of the mystery writer who snubbed Angus years earlier, he heads for Kansas City to stop the wedding. What he finds, however, in addition to a beautiful bride-to-be who puts him in the hospital with a broken nose, is her elfin, intelligent Aunt Cydney, a woman who is not about to let anyone interfere with her niece's happiness. A smart, dependable heroine amid a family of bright eccentrics, a ruggedly gorgeous hero determined to guard his nephew's interests, and an abundance of intriguing, quirky characters will keep readers entertained. Michaels (Nightwing) is the best-selling writer of a number of humorous romances and lives in Independence, MO. Copyright 2002 Reed Business Information.
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A flurry of rice and orange blossoms seems the presumptive end of every romance novel. Yet, in fact, very few marriages appear in my eighteen romances, and I'd venture to say that my reluctance on that score is shared by other romance authors. The problem is that marriage at a book's conclusion is a cop-out, at least in this particular genre. A writer who resorts to frothy veils in her last pages, turning her characters into a visual from Bride Magazine, is phoning it in. If marriage does appear in a romance, it needs to be there for a reason bigger than public vows and white dresses. In the four novels I am writing about this month, nuptials appear for different reasons, but in each the event is crucial to the plot rather than the relationship.

Teresa Medeiros's The Devil Wears Plaid starts out in a church. Emmaline Marlowe is on the brink of marrying a much older man, the laird of the Hepburn clan, in order to gain the money her father needs to avoid debtor's prison. As she is about to pledge herself to honor and obey her toothless fiancé, the door bursts open, and a man on a towering black horse rides straight into the church. Jamie Sinclair snatches Emma from the altar, and gallops off into the Scottish wilderness. While a reader might think that the next marriage scene will surely unite Jamie and Emma, the end of the book finds Emma back in that church, pledged once again to the same elderly laird, though this time Jamie interrupts sans horse. For Medeiros, wedding ceremonies are opportunities for inventiveness, and the first two nuptials are disastrous, if hilarious. When Emma stands before the altar for the third time, the vows are far more romantic due to the contrast with what came before.

Madeleine Wickham's The Wedding Girl also depicts an interrupted nuptial. Melissa Grace Havill is about to become Mrs. Simon Pinnacle in a dreamy, lavish wedding ceremony. Simon is the perfect groom: handsome, rich, and kind. But Milly has forgotten one little thing, a tiny detail -- her husband. That would be Allan, the man she married years ago so that he could apply for a visa. Her romantic wedding crashes around her ears when Simon leaves her in disgust, appalled by her false vows and her lies to him. Along with a divorce, Milly learns that lavish "society" weddings are as shallow as champagne. To most people, she decides, "the word 'wedding' meant happiness and celebration." But for her? The celebration is less important than the man to whom she actually speaks the vows. And when Milly finally marries, the church is echoing and empty, the flowers are nowhere to be seen, but the vows are spoken from the heart.

Lynn Michaels's Mother of the Bride begins with the same flurry of social anxiety about wedding details. Three women are about to marry, none of whom is the heroine, Cydney Parrish. Cydney's niece Bebe (whom she raised) has declared her intention to wed the rather moronic, if cheerful, Aldo. Cydney's sister Gwen is marrying a Russian prince in her fifth such ceremony, and Cydney's mother is to be married in a candlelight ceremony at Christmas time. Cydney, meanwhile, has never even been asked to go steady -- which might be because the man of her dreams is a famous author, Angus Munroe, whom she's never met. That changes once Angus -- Aldo's uncle -- shows up, determined to derail the marriage. As Cydney desperately tries to arrange decorations worthy of Vogue (for which Gwen will photograph the marriage), and a wedding cake worthy of Bebe, the happy couples proceed to wangle and fall apart, while Cydney and Gus engage in a hot, secret affair. The marriage that ends this book stands in counterpoint to the betrothals that brought so much heartache. Cydney's wedding is about the heart, rather than glamorous pictures, and it is more joyous for being happily out of Vogue.

The marriage in Virginia Kantra's Immortal Sea occurs at the end of a romance that doesn't include a single disrupted engagement, nor a wrathful kidnapping. In fact, Kantra starts the novel in the farthest possible spot from a wedding: in a hot and wild one-night stand. Elizabeth Rodriguez is on a trip to Copenhagen before starting medical school when she finds "adventure personified in moonlight and black leather." In fact, Morgan is a member of the finfolk, a warden of the northern deep charged with protecting the sea, though Liz has no idea he's anything other than a leather-clad bad boy. The best sex of her life leads to the best gift: her son. But it isn't until Morgan happens on that boy, Zach, that he has any idea their one-night stand had consequences. The marriage that ends this book plays a role that all marriages do, from those that end Shakespeare plays, to those listed in the New York Times: it pulls together the community, bringing into view a new society crystallized around the hero and heroine. In Immortal Sea, Liz and Morgan's wedding depicts a society that binds together humans and merfolk. When Morgan silently vows to love Liz "until the seas run dry," marriage vows are reshaped to suit the new society Kantra has created.

In each of these novels, the marriage ceremony (or ceremonies) is no mere punctuation point to a happy union. The characters -- and thus the readers -- rethink the very idea of "'til death do us part."  In each, white veils and bubbling champagne are far less important than the vows that will bind together warring clans -- whether the celebrants are the Scottish, merfolk, or high society.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780804119603
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 5/28/2002
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 708,610
  • Product dimensions: 4.16 (w) x 6.88 (h) x 1.01 (d)

Meet the Author

Lynn Michaels, a three-time nominee for the Romance Writers of America’s RITA award, is the author of thirteen books and one novella. Her books have consistently appeared on the Waldenbooks Bestseller List. She lives in Independence, Missouri, with her husband and two sons.
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The worst day of Cydney Parrish’s life was a Monday. The last Monday in October. It began when she woke with a start at 7:12 a.m. Her clock radio should have wakened her at six, but the alarm was set on p.m. instead of a.m. She’d forgotten to check it at 2 a.m. Sunday when she turned the clocks back an hour from daylight savings time.

Cydney was particular about things like that. Obsessive, her sister Gwen said, but if the Kansas City Star said set your clocks at 2 a.m., Cydney set her clocks at 2 a.m. Who cares when you set the damn clock, Gwen argued, so long as you set it? Cydney cared, that’s who, and Cydney sprang forward and fell back exactly at 2 a.m. every April and October.

When she saw how late it was, she wanted to fall back under the covers, but she sprang forward—into the shower, into her clothes, into her office to grab her briefcase, her portfolio and her camera case. She stopped just long enough to pound on her niece Bebe’s bedroom door and yell at her to get moving or she’d miss her first class.

Cydney was late for her first appointment. She dropped into a chair in the lobby of Stellar Publications, one of her biggest and best accounts, breathless and annoyed. She was always on time, always. Unlike Gwen, whose tardiness on photo shoots was legendary.

“They can’t start without me,” she’d say. “I’ve got the camera.”

And an ego to match her genius with a 35mm Nikon in her hands. Gwen Parrish had two Pulitzer Prizes. Cydney had a mortgage and Bebe, Gwen’s nineteen-year-old daughter from her first marriage. And spider veins, she thought sourly, rubbing the thready little red spot she’d found on the back of her knee in the shower. She hoped it was just a bruise. Thirty-two was too young for spider veins.

It was also too young to be hit on by Wendell Pickering, art director of Bloom and Bulb magazine, a lanky man with thinning hair and pale eyes. He made the pass once he finished nitpicking the six-page spread on perennial borders Cydney had stayed up until 3 a.m. to finish.

“I’m afraid I can’t approve this,” he said. “I might be able to over dinner this evening if you think you can make the corrections by seven-thirty.”

Then he smiled and laid his hand on her tush.

It was now 2:30 in the afternoon. Cydney had a parking ticket in her purse, a headache and no Tylenol, a notebook computer with a blown graphics card that thought it was an Etch A Sketch, a roll of film a client had accidentally exposed and would have to be reshot, a broken heel on her best pumps, and now a man with a neck like a chicken who actually thought she’d go out with him to salvage a $2500 photo layout.

“I’m busy tonight, Wendell,” Cydney said in her iciest voice. Sticking my head in the oven, she thought. “Now take your hand off me while you still can.”

He did. Quicker than you can say “sexual harassment.”

Cydney shoved the layout in her portfolio, told Pickering she’d deliver the corrections to his secretary in the morning and flapped out of Bloom and Bulb in the old pair of loafers she’d dug out of the back of her blue Jeep Cherokee when she broke her heel. The loose nail in the left sole scraped the sidewalk and made her teeth clench as she slid behind the wheel and slammed the door hard enough to rock the truck.

Gwen was in Moscow interviewing Vladimir Putin for Newsweek. She was in Kansas City, Missouri, fending off Wendell Pickering. What was wrong with this picture?

I’m glad you asked, said the little voice that occasionally made itself heard from the depths of her psyche. I’ve been waiting for years to tell you.

“It’s a rhetorical question,” Cydney muttered, rubbing the throbbing bridge of her nose. “I love my life.”

And she did. She really did. She loved her family and she was proud of Sunflower Photo, the freelance photography and graphics studio she’d built without any help from Gwen or their parents. It was a rotten day, that’s all. A thoroughly rotten day. Throwing in the towel wasn’t in Cydney’s nature, but she’d simply had enough. She dug her cell phone out of her briefcase, postponed her last two appointments of the day till Tuesday, and drove to the grocery store.

In the produce aisle she slipped on a grape and wrenched her left ankle. She didn’t realize she was out of checks and had only twenty bucks in her wallet—and no credit or ATM cards—until the checker rang up $34.17. The people in line behind her shifted and muttered while she gave back fourteen dollars and seventeen cents’ worth of stuff.

“I’m going home.” Cydney gritted her teeth as she limped the groceries out to her truck. “I’m going home and I’m going to scream.”

And that’s exactly what she did, once she dumped the two paper sacks on the kitchen table, walked down the hall, opened Bebe’s door and saw her niece naked on the bed underneath a young man with long blond hair. Bebe screamed, too. So did the young man on top of her.

Cydney slammed the door and went back to the kitchen, cheeks burning, hands shaking, brain reeling. She put the milk away, took a dozen eggs out of a sack and dropped them when Bebe came pelting through the doorway wrapped in the sheet that moments before had been tangled around her ankles. Her throat was flushed, her face shining as she thrust the diamond ring flashing on the third finger of her left hand in Cydney’s face.

“Look, Uncle Cyd!” she squealed. “I’m engaged!”

Egg yolk dripped into Cydney’s shoes. Dread dripped into her heart. Sweet little Bebe, who didn’t have sense enough to think her way halfway around a BB, was engaged.

Her niece’s smile faded and she bit her lip. “You don’t look happy for me, Uncle Cyd.”

“This isn’t a good time to call me Uncle Cyd,” Cydney warned. “This is a good time to call me long distance.”

“Because you caught us in bed?” Bebe thrust her hands on her hips. Wisps of red hair worked loose from her long single braid curled around her face. “Really, Aunt Cydney. Aldo and I are engaged! I called Mother in Moscow. She is delighted. She told us to celebrate our love!”

“Of course she did! She’s ten thousand miles away! She doesn’t have to deal with this!” Cydney clapped her hand over her mouth and the frustrated “I do!” she wanted to shriek at Bebe. Instead she drew a breath and forced herself to smile. “I’m sorry, Bebe. I’ve had a bad day, that’s all.” She held out her arms. “C’mere, Red. I’m happy for you.”

I think, Cydney thought, until an awful possibility struck her. “You don’t have to get married, do you?”

“No, Uncle Cyd.” Bebe laughed and pulled out of her embrace. “We want to get married.”

“For God’s sake, why?”

“That’s what Grampa Fletch said.”

“You called him, too?” Wonderful, Cydney thought. A long distance call to her father in Cannes to add to the one to Gwen in Moscow. “Did you call Gramma George?”

Bebe bit her lip and lowered her big brown eyes. “Uh—no.”

Of course not. Georgette Parrish, Cydney and Gwen’s mother and Fletcher Parrish’s first wife, was a local call.

“I’ll do it,” Cydney said. As usual, she thought, lifting her right foot out of a pool of egg yolk. “I suggest you and—what’s his name?”

“Aldo.” Bebe beamed. “Aldo Munroe.”

“Right. Aldo.” The name Munroe rang a bell, but Cydney was too rattled to think why. She kicked off her loafer and made a face at the egg dripping off her stockinged toes. “You and Aldo get dressed and we’ll talk.”

“Sure thing.” Bebe turned to leave, but spun back, her eyes wide. “Oh, I almost forgot! Guess what? Mother is getting married, too!”

“I’ll call a press conference,” Cydney shot back, ripping a paper towel off the roll and stuffing it in her shoe.

“That’s really sweet of you, Uncle Cyd, but Mother said she’d do it herself when she gets home from Moscow.”

And away Bebe went, twirling out of the kitchen like a lithe young goddess. She had Gwen’s innate grace and her grandfather’s knack for looking drop-dead delicious in anything. Or nothing.

On the inside of Bebe’s closet door hung a blowup of the seminude Playgirl centerfold that Cydney and Gwen’s father, Fletcher Parrish, New York Times best-selling author of umpteen-jillion spy novels, had posed for when Bebe was two years old. He’d done it as a birthday surprise for his Nymphet Wife Number Three. Gwen had taken the photo and given the poster to Bebe on her fourteenth birthday. Cydney thought Bebe hanging the poster in her room—even on the inside of the closet door—was creepy. Bebe thought it was a hoot.

So why was she surprised, Cydney wondered, that she’d come home in the middle of the day and found Bebe in bed with a boy? Despite Gwen’s claim that she wanted a solid and stable upbringing for her daughter, she’d spent the last fifteen years that Bebe had been in Georgette and Cydney’s care undermining the values she said she wanted for her child. The poster, the birth control pills when Bebe was sixteen—for which Cydney was suddenly grateful—the red Mustang convertible, whirlwind shopping sprees to New York to buy designer school clothes.

Why, indeed, was Cydney surprised? And why was she standing in a puddle of broken eggs watching the peppermint stick ice cream she’d bought melt through the bottom of the grocery sack and drip off the edge of the table?

Because Gwen was getting married, that’s why—for the fifth time—and because Wendell Pickering was the best offer Cydney had had since the last time Gwen had called a press conference to tell the world she was getting married.

“Gwen is so much like Fletch,” Georgette was fond of saying. “So focused and yet so carefree and impetuous. And what charisma!”

What horse-hockey, Cydney’s little voice said, but she ignored it and shoved the half-melted ice cream into the freezer.

Gwen and Fletcher Parrish were driven and ruthless—People magazine said so—their stunning successes and stellar careers nothing more than overcompensation for failed personal lives. Cydney had been so incensed by People’s Father’s Day cover story—“Like Father, Like Daughter”—that she’d canceled her subscription.

She’d also sent a blistering letter to People’s mail column. She was Fletcher Parrish’s daughter, too, and she wasn’t a failed anything. She owned her own home and her own business, had lots of friends and a full social life. So what if she wasn’t rich and famous like her sister Gwen? What did wealth have to do with success?

“Oh, nothing much, honey,” her father said to Cydney on the phone when he’d read her letter to the magazine. “Just everything.” And then he’d laughed.

“How many times, Cydney,” Georgette said, “have I told you to look before you leap?”

“If I’d known you felt so left out,” Gwen said, “I would have insisted that you be included in the article.”

Well why wasn’t I? her little voice had demanded, but not Cydney. She’d been too mortified to admit how hurt she’d felt at being left out. Bebe was included. After all, she was Gwen Parrish’s daughter. So was Georgette, who was Gwen’s mother and a nationally syndicated etiquette columnist ranked right up there with Miss Manners. People had even sent a photographer.

The thing that hurt the most, besides the photographer asking Cydney to drive him to the airport, was that her family didn’t understand about the letter. Her point was that fame and money were only two tiny little inches on the ruler of success. There were lots of other inches, like self-reliance and self-respect, being a giver and not just a taker. Like being loved for your own sake, not for who or what you are.

Cydney wiped the last of the eggshells off the floor and threw the paper towel away. While she washed her hands, she gazed out the window at the big maple tree shedding vivid red leaves over the brick patio.

“I think I’ll go outside,” she said, “come back in and try that screaming thing again.”

Go ahead, her little voice said, but it won’t change a thing.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 24, 2013

    Weak characters. Definitely a low rated read. Insipid stupid wo

    Weak characters. Definitely a low rated read. Insipid stupid women who get upset about any and everything. The bride, BeBe, is not the only immature self-centered character but at least she is young. The whole family is worth avoiding. Not the least bit funny and rarely romantic. What is so funny about frequently injuring someone and not being able to act like a grown up. These women are emotionally fatiguing. Life with any one of them would be a exhausting.

    4 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 13, 2013

    Minimal character development--main characters like each other f

    Minimal character development--main characters like each other for no reason in the first five minutes of meeting; then we are subjected to their fights (which don't make sense) for 3/4 of the novel. Main character seems to have conflicts with mother, father, sister--then, poof! They are erased in a page or two. Too much punching each other in the nose. Clunky writing (one character likes bird watching--wow--so does the other!! They must be meant for each other!). Male character vows to "court" the female...ends up taking her to bed (again...and again...) That's courting? There are a lot of fun romances out there, but this one was painful and predictable.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 10, 2013

    It's a pity....

    It's a pity that I can't give this thing no stars. This book was beyond awful and makes me wonder if the editor (should there have been one) wasn't on crack when he or she were looking over this because the grammatical mistakes were just the start.

    The entire book was one sad cliche after another and when it comes to cliched books, its not an exaggeration for me to state that I've read better.

    My advice? Don't waste your time. Find a harlequin romance in the same genre and you'll be better off.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 8, 2013

    Made me laugh!

    This book was so funny & I couldnt stop laughing! Was very entertaining to read witty diolog between Cydney & Gus, felt a little sorry for all his injuries but he deserved them lol! Romantic me was satisfied with this great story, will definitely read more of her material...

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2013

    I was disappointed in the development of the characters. Main ch

    I was disappointed in the development of the characters. Main character went from fighting and not liking the man, to kissing and making out in the next chapter. The book started out good, but fizzled by the second chapter. Seems like the author had it all there, but picked easy kind of dumb ways out of character development and story lines. Wasted my money.

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 4, 2013

    This book has been digitized using OCR software that has made ma

    This book has been digitized using OCR software that has made many mistakes in interpretation.  You can figure out what it is suppsed to say but is frustrating just the same.  The story is mindless fluff but sometimes that is exactly what you want.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 27, 2013

    This.....

    Is not a chatroom, dummies.

    2 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 21, 2013

    Fun story

    Must read if you like comedy and romance.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 17, 2013

    I picked this up in ebook on a whim for $1.99. it looked light &

    I picked this up in ebook on a whim for $1.99. it looked light & cute to read on a recent road trip. I wasn't disappointed. The writing was okay, but the story was good, kept me laughing and left me wanting more at the end, all signs of a good book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 19, 2002

    Amusing contemporary

    In Kansas City, Cydney Parrish is stunned to learn that her beloved teenage niece Bebe who lives with her is marrying Aldo Munroe. Cydney did not even know nineteen-year old Bebe was even seriously dating one person let alone engaged. The wedding is to occur as soon as Bebe¿s Pulitzer Prize winning mother returns from Moscow next week. <P>When Aldo¿s Uncle Gus, a best selling reclusive mystery author learns that his beloved nephew whom he raised was getting married he concluded the fiancée was a gold-digger. He leaves his retreat in Crooked Possum, Missouri to challenge Bebe and learn her true motive. When he arrives in Kansas City at Cyd¿s home, he finds his inner mind thinking that Bebe¿s Aunt ¿Uncle¿ Cyd is beautiful. As he ends up with one injury after another, Gus and Cyd fall in love. <P> MOTHER OF THE BRIDE is an amusing contemporary romance starring two pleasant lead characters whose respective ¿inner minds¿ hold delightfully entertaining soliloquies. The story line is amusing though why Cyd puts up with what she does from her family makes her more than a chump and a wimp. Lynn Michaels plays her tale totally for laughs so that the audience obtains a jocular tale that keeps everyone smiling throughout. <P>Harriet Klausner

    2 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 24, 2013

    This book is between poor and average. The characters are predi

    This book is between poor and average. The characters are predictable and ridiculous. This author chooses to use profanity in the most unnecessary instances. The &quot;voice in my head&quot; concept is over used particularly when Gus begins to talk to his voice. The romantic sections are not. The phraseology is repeated and repeated and repeated. Get my point? The only redeeming qualities of this book are its humorous passages. I would not recommend this book to anyone. It was a waste of my time and money.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2013

    GREAT!

    Could not put it down. Laught out loud, at times. Good summer romance.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 16, 2013

    Made me laugh

    I loved everything about this book!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2013

    Kass

    Heyy wsup?

    1 out of 18 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 6, 2002

    loved this book

    The only reason I bought this book is because there was a quote from Julie Garwood, one of my favorite authors. If you like the humor of Julie Garwood with some spice you'll love this book too.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 28, 2013

    Hahahah

    I har

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 25, 2013

    Maybe not best, but it was enjoyable

    This was a bright and funny book. Just a fun read it doesnt get anr bettet than that.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 3, 2013

    Delightful! Loved it!

    I had just read a dark murder mystery and this delightful story was a perfect counterbalance. Smart and funny, with just enough heartfelt schmaltz to put a smile on any reader's face. You know pretty much from the beginning, who will be with whom in the end, but knowing doesn't hurt a thing because it is much fun getting there.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 1, 2013

    Loved it, but too many typos! I really enjoyed this b

    Loved it, but too many typos!
    I really enjoyed this book. It would have received 5 stars from me if not for all of the typos. The digitizing software definitely did not do the story or the author any justice. The characters were hilarious. I actually did laugh out loud at times while reading it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 1, 2013

    Loved this story...

    I couldnt put it down. Loved the crazy Parrish family and how in the end love does prevail.

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