A Summer In Europeby Marilyn Brant
On her thirtieth birthday, Gwendolyn Reese receives an unexpected present from her widowed Aunt Bea: a grand tour of Europe in the company of Bea's Sudoku and Mahjongg Club. The prospect isn't entirely appealing. But when the gift she is expectingan engagement ring from her boyfrienddoesn't materialize, Gwen decides to go.
At first, Gwen
On her thirtieth birthday, Gwendolyn Reese receives an unexpected present from her widowed Aunt Bea: a grand tour of Europe in the company of Bea's Sudoku and Mahjongg Club. The prospect isn't entirely appealing. But when the gift she is expectingan engagement ring from her boyfrienddoesn't materialize, Gwen decides to go.
At first, Gwen approaches the trip as if it's the math homework she assigns her students, diligently checking monuments off her must-see list. But amid the bougainvillea and stunning vistas of southern Italy, something changes. Gwen begins to live in the momentskipping down stone staircases in Capri, running her fingers over a glacier in view of the Matterhorn, racing through the Louvre, and taste-testing pastries at a Marseilles cafe. Reveling in every new experienceespecially her attraction to a charismatic British physics professorGwen discovers that the ancient wonders around her are nothing compared to the renaissance unfolding within. . .
"A thinking woman's love story, it swept me away to breathtaking places with a cast of endearing characters I won't soon forget. Bravissima!" –Susan McBride, author of Little Black Dress
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"A warm, witty and charmingly original story." Susan Wiggs, New York Times bestselling author
"Brant infuses her sweetly romantic and delightfully clever tale with just the right dash of Austen-esque wit." –Chicago Tribune
"An engaging read for all who have been through the long, dark, dating wars, and still believe there's sunshine, and a Mr. Darcy, at the end of the tunnel." Cathy Lamb, author of Such a Pretty Face
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A Summer in Europe
By MARILYN BRANT
KENSINGTON BOOKSCopyright © 2011 Marilyn B. Weigel
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Chapter OneAn Unexpected Turn of Events
Tuesday, June 26
The thing no one understood about Gwendolyn Reese was that she was three ages at once: thirty chronologically, forty-five intellectually and fifteen experientially. The people inhabiting her small circle of acquaintances planned to celebrate the first of these maturational milestones with Mylar balloons and devil's food cake. The second, they revered privately, hoping their appreciation would score them a shot at being her partner during the odd game of Trivial Pursuit. But, with the possible exception of her eccentric Aunt Beatrice, they were patently oblivious to the third.
Aunt Beatrice—who clocked in at sixty-seven chronologically, twenty-four intellectually and a whopping one hundred-ten experientially— knew how to have a good time. Even if Beatrice's idea of "a good time" didn't exactly mesh with Gwendolyn's own.
A point Gwen was painfully reminded of when she was awakened— at five a.m.—by the persistent ringing of the telephone and realized that on this, her thirtieth birthday, and in complete disregard of her intentions for a quiet solo dinner and a warm bath to the emotionally soaring melodies of Andrew Lloyd Webber, she'd be spending the evening instead with Beatrice and all thirteen wack-job members of her aunt's S&M club.
The day was off to a disturbingly atypical start.
"Gwennie! Happy birthday!" her aunt chirped on the phone.
Gwen yawned, sat up on her extrafirm mattress, swung her legs over the side and slipped her feet into her sensible beige slippers on the floor. "Thanks, Aunt Bea."
"I know you're an early riser, so I set my alarm special, just to wake up in time to catch you before you left. You're going to your, whatchamacallit, spinning class now, right?"
Gwen rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock—a palindromic 5:05. "Yep. Soon." She didn't have the heart to tell her aunt that she only went to the five-thirty class during the school year when she had a full teaching day ahead. She slept late during summer vacation and never, ever got to the gym before six forty-five. Not in June.
"Well, I won't keep you for long then, honey, but it's Tuesday so, of course, the club is getting together tonight. And we have a special birthday celebration planned just for you. When can you get here?"
Gwen smothered a sigh. "Um ..." Her aunt's "club" was something she tried to avoid like mosquitoes at twilight, like filing her taxes any later than March 1, like her eighth-grade math students coughing in her face during flu season. Those club people—however sweet, bighearted and well-meaning—were nothing short of crazy, and her aunt always wanted to drag her into their gatherings. All of them were sixty or older, but they acted like irresponsible teenagers half the time and horny college students the rest. Case in point, even though "S&M" technically stood for sudoku and mah-jongg, some of the members liked to imply that they weren't opposed to the other meaning.
Retired vet Dr. Louie Strand even had T-shirts made up that said, "I'm into S&M ... wanna play with me?"
And Mrs. Matilda Riesling, at age eighty-three (and a former Presbyterian Church secretary no less!), apparently thought Dr. Louie's shirts weren't suggestive enough, so she countered with, "The S&M Club: It's even more fun when we're tied."
These were not people Gwen could relate to with ease.
"I, uh, have to meet Richard for lunch downtown. One o'clock sharp, he said. But I could be at your house in the late afternoon or early evening." Maybe if she arrived before five, she'd get to leave by seven.
"Oh, good. Come around four-thirty, then. No later than five-fifteen, you hear? We're seniors. We like to eat early."
"And, Gwennie, enjoy your lunch date. You'll tell us all about it tonight, right?"
Aunt Beatrice hung up and Gwen was left holding the phone. She stared out the window of her condo into the rising eastern sun of a bright Iowa summer day, the mighty Mississippi River glinting in the distance. June 26. Her thirtieth birthday. She hoped, with a shiver of pure excitement, that she'd have more to celebrate than a new decade by the day's end—provided, of course, she survived until bedtime.
She set about skipping through the paces of her scrupulously well-structured morning. She may have been awakened a tad earlier than anticipated but, on a day as significant as this one, a little extra time to prepare wouldn't be a bad thing, would it?
She performed her series of twelve flexibility stretches, just as she always did, vacation or no. Her one really good friend from the school district, Kathy, her team-teaching partner in the junior-high math department, would always laugh when Gwen would do a few extra stretches during their lunch breaks, and she'd make up goofy animal descriptions of Gwen poses. It made Gwen smile to think about it. Kathy was funny, sweet-tempered ... and away on a summer-long missionary trip to El Salvador. She wouldn't be calling Gwen up and asking if she were a Squatting Ostrich or a Twisted Ferret today.
She sighed, feeling the twinge of her aloneness spreading like a low, slow ache. She wasn't the type to make hordes of friends, so she missed having another woman to talk to on weekdays. Someone who'd sincerely listen. There was always her aunt, of course, but, well ... not really. And were it not for Richard, she'd be more than alone this summer. She'd be lonely, too.
She walked into the kitchen and poured one measuring cup of her high-fiber bran flakes into her favorite white ceramic cereal bowl—the one with daisies very cheerfully ringing the circumference. She topped the flakes with two tablespoons of dried California raisins, half of a sliced banana and one level scoop of slivered almonds. She then poured exactly two-thirds of a cup of 1 percent milk over all of it and took her first bite.
Mmm. Wholesomely balanced, delicious and even leisurely. And, because she could indulge in the extra time, she savored her healthy meal to the sounds of Andrew Lloyd Webber's GOLD: The Definitive Hits Collection.
She chewed her food with diligence while jumping between tracks. Barbra Streisand's beautiful version of "As If We Never Said Goodbye" stirred her. When she heard the strings, she glanced, as she always did, at the violin hanging on the opposite wall. Her dad's. She could almost imagine him playing that song. Feel the emotion he surely would have brought to it.
She flipped to Sarah Brightman's famous rendition of "The Phantom of the Opera," even humming along since no one else could hear her. But it wasn't until an especially melodious moment in selection #11's "Love Changes Everything" from Aspects of Love that she felt the oddest wave of longing rise up and crash into her rib cage. Far more powerful than usual. She didn't know why.
Quite possibly, it was Michael Ball's incredible vocals and haunting musical interpretation.
Or, perhaps, she was still caught in that netherworld of sleepiness and was too easily affected by lyrics that mentioned "trembling" at the sound of someone's name.
Or, maybe, she was just getting old and sentimental.
She inhaled sharply, swiped away an unexpected tear that blurred her vision and gulped the last spoonful of cereal. Maybe, if she had someone to share this music with in the morning, she wouldn't feel the pang of loss that jabbed at her when she wasn't expecting it. Richard might claim he wasn't big into musicals, but that was only because he'd never really gone to any. At least not to any good ones. Hadn't they just watched Singing in the Rain on TV? She bit her lip and nodded to herself, remembering. He seemed to enjoy that well enough, so she had reason to be hopeful. Once they were living in the same house together, he would surely understand, wouldn't he?
Then again, Richard prided himself on being very constant in his opinions. Something she generally appreciated about him. She prized this constancy in herself, too.
But, oh, this was the big day!
Gwen snapped off the music, trying to shrug off dancing nerves of indistinct origin. What was with these senseless jitters? This was going to be wonderful! It was the day she'd been waiting for....
She forced herself to take a deep breath and then floated down the hall to get ready. She brushed and flossed, meticulously chose an outfit for her luncheon (white blouse, floral peach and pale pink skirt, brown leather sandals, dangling pearl earrings that had once belonged to her mother—for good luck) and packed her gym bag. She pulled her straight, dark blond hair back into a ponytail and prepared to drive the 8.6 miles to the gym.
The rest of the morning progressed in perfect thirty- to sixty-minute intervals, precisely as planned. She took her class, cleaned herself up, did a few household tasks and even spoke briefly to each of her brothers.
George, six years her junior, called to say, "Happy birthday, Sis," from his computer-programming internship in Atlanta.
And Geoffrey, eight years younger than Gwen, phoned in from his accountancy work-study site in Seattle with the jovial greeting, "So, whoa, three decades! You're an old lady."
"Very funny," she'd said to Geoff, laughing, but she only pretended amusement. As excited as she was about her date with Richard, she'd been dreading this particular birthday for months. Years, if she were to be completely honest.
Of course, just hearing her brothers' voices again, while delightful, underscored how alone she'd felt since she'd moved to Dubuque to take this math teaching position. The big city on the Mississippi may have been less than two hours away from her tiny hometown of Waverly, Iowa, but all of her memories of her parents and her life growing up were back there. Her brothers had moved away now, too, and much farther than she had after their dad died two years ago. They'd expanded their view of the world, and a part of her wished she could shake off her origins just as easily and be more like them.
She shoved away her combination of homesickness and irritation and, finally, when noon came around, she changed into her preselected clothing, put on a touch of makeup and found herself uncharacteristically giddy with anticipation.
This was it!
She sang a few bars of "Love Changes Everything" to herself— aloud!—before she realized it and stopped herself in embarrassment. She was that happy. Richard had hinted more than once in the past few weeks that he thought she'd "be pleased" with his gift. Knowing him, she more than suspected she'd love it.
By three this afternoon, four at the latest, she'd no longer be the unattached newish teacher Gwendolyn Anne Reese, the subject of some speculation and slight pity amongst the too-inquisitive junior-high teaching staff at Midland Park School District #76. She'd be the future Mrs. Richard Sidney Banks. And she knew exactly what that would be like: warm, caring and secure. Richard was smart, kind, steady, responsible. A man she could understand. She liked knowing what to expect out of people, and liked it even more when they consistently delivered.
"You and Richard seem, um, well matched," her aunt had admitted once, after having polished off half a pitcher of piña coladas. This was as close as Gwen had ever gotten to an enthusiastic endorsement from Beatrice. But, although Gwen had dated casually in college and afterward, Richard was the most serious boyfriend she'd ever had.
"Yes, he's just wonderful, isn't he?" she'd told her aunt, and she meant it earnestly. Gwen had met him after only a few weeks in Dubuque and easily felt more affection toward him than any other guy she'd ever known, aside from family. He was so easy to be with, and so naturally right for her. They seemed to innately understand each other.
And today would be the start of the next stage. A new beginning. Something good. Something that might even make turning thirty worth it.
In her eagerness to get a jump on the afternoon, she headed to The Surfing Cow Supper Club a bit earlier than necessary. It was Richard's restaurant of choice—a high-quality seafood-and-steak place along the river. As she sat in her parked car waiting for him, she breathed deeply and fiddled with her late mother's pearl earrings until she spotted Richard's steel-blue sedan pull into a space by the door, promptly at one p.m. Her heart swelled. Her future husband was fabulously punctual!
She stepped out of her car and waved to try to get his attention. But he didn't see her. He was carrying a small silver gift bag and was focused on getting in the restaurant via the revolving door. This sent a momentary sizzle of delight through her. He looked as excitedly impatient as she felt. And that package was the perfect size for a ring box.
She tried to relax. Don't rush the moment, her friend Kathy always said. Savor it.
Gwen inhaled again, exhaled and then called out Richard's name. He turned, spotted her and grinned.
She crisscrossed the lot and slid up to him. "Hello, Richard," she murmured, her voice oddly breathy. Was this what it was like to tremble at somebody's name? She thought of the Michael Ball song from that morning. Well, she wasn't shaking, but she did feel rather unsettled.
His grin broadened, brightening further his already attractive face. "Happy birthday, Gwendolyn."
"Thank you," she said, pressing her lips to his, feeling the coolness of them despite the scorching summer heat.
He placed a hand on her lower back, a reassuring gesture, as he guided her into the restaurant. "I took the afternoon off, but I'll have to make an appearance at work again later today. We've got a bunch of claims that need to be filed before the weekend."
She nodded, a bit disappointed, of course, that he didn't suggest spending the evening with her, too. Perhaps he'd finish early and surprise her at her aunt's house. Well, no. That was unlikely. Or, maybe, he'd visit her at her condo later in the night. She was, however, used to Richard's industriousness at work. As he did with all tasks, he took his responsibility as an up-and-coming insurance agent at Iowa Insurance Corporation very seriously. Hardworking and ambitious, he even had their company's slogan ("Providing first-rate insurance services to every first-rate Iowan—and, yes! That means YOU!") printed on a rather large, Day-Glo yellow bumper sticker and pasted across the back of his car. His company devotion was unmissable.
"So, how are you?" she asked when they were seated and had each ordered the Tuesday Surf-n-Turf Special—not Richard's usual meal of baked chicken and mashed potatoes, but a real splurge. Further proof that today was a special day. Gwen smiled, her excitement rising.
"Doing well. Getting things done. But glad to get a little time off to celebrate your big day with you." He raised a glass of the white wine he'd selected to accompany their lunch. She raised her glass in return and they clinked.
She took a sip, appreciating the light, slightly fruity flavor. He'd gotten this brand for her before. A number of times. "Mmm," she murmured. Richard's taste in such things was so competent and experienced, she rarely bothered to wrestle with meal and drink selections anymore. She'd grown accustomed to just ordering whatever he did. And, while her friend Kathy would likely declare she wasn't being adventurous enough, Gwen hadn't been disappointed yet.
Richard smiled affably at her as he chatted about the particulars of his workday. A morning meeting. The latest big claims. Some funny memos from his coworkers. An upcoming conference. After twenty-three months of serious dating, she knew almost as much about the minutiae of his office job as she did about her own school district. It wasn't uninteresting, though. Just kind of ... unchanging. "And, oh. There's going to be a company Fourth of July picnic next week, so mark your calendar," he told her.
There was an unmistakable sparkle in his eyes as he spoke about this event. Was he thinking of introducing her as his fiancée at the picnic? "Of course," she said, elated.
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Expected just an easy-read romance novel. It was that and more. Wonderful characters who will inspire you to be forever young-minded as well as open to all experiences and people. The writing brought me back to my own European travels and inspired me to return. Emerson & Thoreau quotes were lovely...my favorite being "In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows." Recommended good light summer read.
This book was awesome. Ms. Brant did a superb job of verbally describing Europe- I almost felt like I was there with the tour group. There is a lot of description of places, food, things you'd see; but there is also a nice element of romance to the novel. I am not going to go into detail about the story itself- other than to say it has a bit of an open ending. Does this mean Mr. Brant will write a continuation- I don't know, but I sure hope she does.
This is absolute chick lit. Written however for what I would consider a more advanced reader, this is not mindless fluff, not a beach read or a juicy romance. It is a deep love story, it researches all parts of relationships and in the end it does not give you the answer that you think is coming, it allows you to draw your own conclusion, which I will! The characters are deep, they work together in ways you think "brainy" mathematicians, elderly sudko players, siblings and a young teacher who by all means could be considered quite boring at the begining of the book, could never mesh, let alone be brought together in a chick lit work of fiction.This is a good read, but you must look within yourself to gain answers from this one, there are no handouts here!
A SUMMER IN EUROPE Marilyn Brant Starts out with Gwen who's a teacher and off for the summer, is celebrating her birthday with her boyfriend of 2years. She's thinking he's going to propose to her but he only gives her some other jewelry. The aunt that raised her, and her S&M (not what you are thinking) board game playing friends give her a treat as one of them can't go. a trip to see Europe 5 weeks. I find the tour guide is super. He knows where to take them, off the beaten path but also the major touristy sites. He gives them time to wander on their own if they wish or to stay as a group. Gwen does a bit of both. She describes the market place in detail that makes me want to go just to experience the smells and colors. Her aunt tries to push her into going out more after dinner so she will forget her dull boyfriend and maybe have some fun. Cool how one of the group is heavily into numbers and knows exactly how many steps a certain museum has, sometimes over 400. The views, gardens, parks and gondola rides sound like something I would want to do. At a friends house yesterday and she showed me set of earrings made from blown glass on the island of Murano=very fascinating design. In the book that is one of their stops=to see the glass blowers. Love how knowledgeable the guide is. Would make this trip in their footsteps if I had him for a guide. This book describes what a lot of places are like seeing them for the first time, very detailed. You can tell the appreciation for the buildings, architecture, sounds, colors, traditions, and the story that goes along with the group on this adventure. Between the guide and the England part of the group there is a wealth of knowledge as to what facts they know, astonishing! Tragedy strikes on their way to play in the world wide tournament. Gwen gets a shock when they arrive in England. Love the ending and also the explanation of how to play the board game, thanks for adding that. What I would have liked to have seen was the map of their journey.
I¿ve thoroughly enjoyed all of Brant¿s books, but this is my favorite. I got to travel through Europe vicariously with Gwen, the main character, seeing the sights, eating the food, and interacting with her aunt and her aunt¿s S&M friends (Sudoku and Mah-jongg). They¿re colorful characters, and Gwen is the onlooker, taking everything in but not giving herself fully to life. The book is about Gwen¿s transformation, and part of this comes about because of a man who¿s the most colorful character in the book. But what I loved most about the book is Brant¿s prose. Her first book was According to Jane, in which the main character has Jane Austen giving her advice. Perhaps Brant channeled a bit of Jane herself. Her prose is Austen-like ¿ observing, witty and charming - making this a joy to read.
On Gwen Reese's 30th birthday, it wasn't the expected gift from her boyfriend Richard (which she didn't get) but the totally unexpected one from her eccentric aunt Beatrice that turned out to be the life changer for this disciplined and ordered person. Gwen suddenly finds herself the beneficiary of a vacation in Europe complete with scenic and historic sites and in the company of Aunt Bea's quirky friends and members of her S&M (Sudoku and Math-jongg) club. But something profound happened to this regimented life on this very free spirited journey and as Gwen travels a road she's unfamiliar with she learns something about herself that was hidden beneath that façade of uniformity, even more surprising is that she's not the only one on a path of discovery. Emerson Edwards and his brother, Thoreau, meet the group in Italy and throw a wrench in Gwen's well-oiled life with their intelligence and their irreverence. There are consequences that come with discovery and it's as these two very different roads connect that Gwen will find out if the fear of her past will dictate her future. This is a brilliant piece of contemporary literature, it's timeless in its essence. Ms. Brant brings us a rather later that usual coming of age in this story of a woman who's life has been ruled by loss and fear, then she gives us the hope that this new woman can come out of her chrysalis in tact and ready to take on her whole new world. She does this with her customary prose like dialogue and a narrative that will take your breath away as she takes us through Europe that can vividly be seen in your mind's eye. Her characters are superstars, every one of them from the 90 year old feisty Zenia to the 15 year old Ani and all the ones in between. But it's Gwen who shines the brightest, who we will cry with and cry for, who we will root for and scold who we will want for most of all as we see her evolve throughout the novel. Is it a love story, yes it is, but not just a romance, it's the love of one's self, of familial and friend love and of course also that love that makes the world go round, the kind of love that heats the coldest of nights and fills the emptiest of rooms. This is your first must read of December and you'll want to share with the people who mean the most to you, a perfect stocking stuffer and yes it wraps beautifully. It's also a read that will be enjoyed by multi-generations and both sexes. If this is your first trip with Marilyn Brant I know it won't be your last. Thank you Ms. Brant for another exceptional read.
An amazing tour of Europe, self, and love, blended with science and the arts. Gwen, as a gift from a crazy Aunt Bea, gets the chance of a lifetime to leave Iowa to go on a European vacation with her aunt's S&M group (that's sudoku and ma-jongg). What will happen to her straitlaced, self-conscious, self as she learns to embrace the world around her and actually take a chance on life? A very interesting story that will make you want to get out and live a little more and look at the beauty around you. A great gift idea for readers of all ages.
"A Summer in Europe", by Marilyn Brant, is a beautifully written story of a young woman's self-renaissance. As Gwendolyn Reese turns thirty and contemplates her life experiences, she considers the orderly manner in which she goes through each day to be her safety net. Her mother's sudden death at age forty had left Gwen shaken and in need of the pedestrian reliability of a structured existence. With her mother's passing, Gwen assumed the responsibility of caring for her father and two younger brothers. Later, she finds some sense of satisfaction in her teaching career, and her love of music is a source of pleasure. Expecting her boyfriend, Richard, to propose, she is taken aback when he postpones making the commitment. Gwen's lively Aunt Bea, sister of Gwen's late mother, offers her a chance of a lifetime--to join her and the members of her S&M Club for a summer-long tour of Europe. "S&M" stands for sudoku and mahjongg, and Aunt Bea and her friends are die-hard devotees of the games. At first, Gwen feels awkward and out-of-place, intimidated by the timeless culture of her surroundings and the intellect and sophistication of some of the fellow travelers she meets along the way. However, as time passes, Gwen begins to absorb the sights and sounds and tastes and textures of each place that they visit. The more she takes in, the lighter she begins to feel, shedding the repression of her inhibitions. Her attention is captured and held by two charming and intelligent brothers, Emerson and Thoreau, whose main goal in life seems to be one-upping each other at every opportunity. It is Emerson to whom she is most drawn, and when he makes it clear that he returns her interest, her emotions take an unexpected turn. Still involved with Richard, she is not free to begin a relationship with Emerson, but her heart speaks a different language. When Richard unexpectedly joins her near the end of her grand tour, she must face her real feelings about life and love. Will she learn to let go and take a leap of faith, or will she return to the known comfort of the cocoon of her orderly world? The author's great love of Europe and her extensive travels there are evident in her delightful, irresistible descriptions of the beauty and bountiful offerings to be found throughout the European continent. The subtle, insightful way with which Marilyn Brant has crafted Gwen's story will make you feel as if you are experiencing everything right beside Gwen. You will breathe the air, inhale the intoxicating aromas, and be enchanted by the art and music and flow of languages. You will taste all the fantastic flavors of gelato, savor the linguine with meat sauce and the variety of quiches, and feel lust in your heart for the fabulous pastries and artisan chocolates. Perhaps the Sachertorte will be your undoing. A layered chocolate cake is filled with apricot jam, coated in chocolate ganache, and then finished with a chocolate glaze. The flavors are then immeasurably enhanced by the giving and receiving of forkfuls of said cake between two people caught up in the spell of the love of a lifetime. Like me, you may never see your travel dreams come to fruition, but thanks to Marilyn Brant, you will always have the pleasure of "A Summer in Europe". Review Copy Gratis Kensington Books
Please save your money...this book is terrible. It seems like the author just got back from vacation and wanted to brag about what she saw and learned. Really....this book is not worth 2 cents.
Have you ever wanted to travel to Europe see the sights? Marilyn Brant gives us this opportunity in A Summer in Europe. Synopsis: Gwen’s birthday is coming up and she is expecting great gifts. The day involves lunch with her boyfriend Richard and dinner with her Aunt Bea and the Sudoku and Mahjong club. She is at the restaurant waiting excitedly for the ring from her boyfriend, but instead she gets a pair of earrings with a promise to consider a proposal in the future. Gwen leaves to go to her aunt’s for the birthday dinner with the club. They eat and then present her with her gift a trip to Europe. Gwen is surprised! Will she survive leaving her comfortable surroundings in Dubuque Iowa? Will her relationship with Richard last? My Thoughts: I liked this book a great deal. Who doesn’t love taking a trip to Europe? I thought the plot was great for this book. The idea of taking someone so limited as Gwen and exposing her to new possibilities. I love the growth of Gwen throughout the book. I could sympathize with her feelings about traveling with the S and M club. I did find the book a little slow at times. If you could dream of a great vacation? Where would you go? In this journey Gwen and Aunt Bea visited Italy, France, Austria, England, and Hungary. Which would be your favorite to visit? If you would like to visit these countries? Then Marilyn is giving away a Summer in Europe gift basket with a signed copy of the book, t-shirt, and movie. This is a giveaway at Stonecrest Library. Rating: 4/5 Please contact Marilyn on Facebook, twitter, or her website.
For her thirtieth birthday, Gwendolyn Reese doesn’t receive the expected engagement ring from her boyfriend. Instead, her aunt and the Sudoku and Mahjongg Club present Gwen with a grand tour of Europe. With no ring, Gwen decides to go abroad, her first step in finding herself. Having rarely left the comfort of the Midwest, and uncertain as to whether she is up to spending a summer with her aunt’s crazy friends, Gwen is apprehensive. Yet, it is somewhere between Capri and Sorrento that Gwen has her great awakening. Everything now is vivid, vibrant, and alive; she is alive. Helping her along is physics professor Emerson Edwards. However, the more time Gwen spends in Emerson’s company, the greater her struggle becomes, as her new passion for culture is not the only awakening Gwen is having. Even though things may be platonic between the two, there’s no getting around the sparks flying from all the sexual tension. From feeding each other linguini and chocolate cake to their unique understanding for each other, I was completely wrapped up in their story. But will Gwen’s renaissance take root enough for her to forget the safety and predictability of life back in Iowa with her boyfriend Richard or will she take a chance in her search for her own passions? Adding to the amusement of the story was the S&M Club. It didn’t matter if Hester, Zenia and Aunt Bea were discussing The Bold and the Beautiful, which men are “fling-worthy,” or a new way to dispose of someone as a plot for a novel, they had me in stitches. I mean, who expects a sixty-seven year old aunt to encourage her niece to “lose” her hotel key so she will have no other choice than to spend the night elsewhere? A Summer in Europe was truly an enjoyable novel. I found Brant’s storytelling supreme, her characters real, and Europe breathtaking. In addition to the lovable characters, it was the author’s picturesque language that had me experiencing Gwen’s awakening and Europe first hand. Brant’s ability to take the smallest details and tie them into the major themes and motifs, as well as her perfectly chosen descriptions, wove this story together like one of Zenia’s finely knitted scarves. I was not ready to say good-bye to my new friends or to unpack my bags and put away my passport. In doing so, it would mean my summer in Europe was over, and while entertaining and introspective, A Summer in Europe was a journey I did not want to end.
A story that centers around a newly 30-year-old who didn't celebrate her birthday quite like she had thought - no jewelry meant for the left hand was received, if you get my drift. She ends up taking a trip around Europe with her Aunt and her wacky friends who find math, philosophy and history all interesting topics of conversation and debate. Although the characters were definitely interesting, I didn't fall in love with them and couldn't connect with them. There was a quite a large ensemble cast to keep straight, it required a post it note! The characters may have been off, but the location was spot on. The way the author described the different tourist stops in Europe made me want to book a trip immediately. I loved exploring the city along with the main character Gwen. A great story concept that at times had me enjoying this one, but in the end the wordie philosophical aspect of the characters had me turned off. If you are a reader who likes a little more wordiness to your women's fiction, this book would be the perfect one to add to your holiday wish list.