Sunset in St. Tropez (Danielle Steel)
In her fifty fifth bestselling novel, Danielle metal explores the seasons of a rare friendship, weaving the tale of 3 undefined, lifelong associates, for whom a month’s vacation in St. Tropez turns into a summer season of swap, revelation, secrets and techniques, surprises, and new beginnings . . .
As Diana Morrison laid the desk for 6 at her stylish critical Park condo, there has been no caution of what was once to come back. Spending New Year’s Eve jointly used to be a sacred culture for Diana, her husband of thirty-two years, Eric, and their most sensible pals, Pascale and John Donnally and Anne and Robert Smith. the longer term regarded rosy because the long-time neighbors sipped champagne and talked of renting a villa jointly within the South of France the next summer time. yet lifestyles had different plans . . .
Just weeks after New Year’s, tragedy moves the guts in their shut circle, as Robert Smith suffers a unexpected, unforeseen loss. with out hesitation, Diana and Eric, Pascale and John rally to his facet, united of their aid, love, and shared grief. confident switch of surroundings is simply what Robert wishes, they urge him to affix them at the Riviera in August. yet as they quickly detect, the ramshackle outdated mansion they rented in St. Tropez--sight unseen--is a ways varied from the beautiful villa and sun-drenched gardens touted within the brochure. Cobwebs cling from the ceiling. Beds cave in underneath them. All whereas a would-be housekeeper in a leopard-skin bikini and six-inch heels sashays throughout the apartment with a trio of yapping poodles at her heels. however the greatest shock of all is the girl Robert invitations to the villa as his guest--a attractive, much-younger movie actress with mile-long legs and a million-dollar smile. Diana and Pascale hate her on sight. however the males are dazzled. And amid the crumbling furnishings and the wonderful sunsets, the strained relationships and the acts of forgiveness, extra surprises are in shop for the villa’s occupants. With the final days of summer time quick drawing close, every one couple reveals themselves altering in unforeseen methods, as outdated wounds are healed, new love found, and miracles unfold...all underneath the staggering sunlight of St. Tropez.
By turns clever and relocating, heartbreaking and wickedly humorous, Danielle Steel’s new novel is ready forgiving with no forgetting, concerning the sorrow that shadows our lives and the desire that saves us. And it's approximately once-in-a-lifetime friendships . . .the type that heal, maintain, and alter us forever.
From the Hardcover edition.
Pascale and John. They have been shocked while she advised them that Anne had died that morning. in the beginning, they couldn’t comprehend it. “Anne? yet she was once high quality final night,” Pascale insisted, simply as everybody else had. “I can’t think it.… What happened?” Diana informed her up to she knew, and Pascale used to be crying while she went to inform John, whereas he used to be analyzing the paper. part an hour later, they arrived on the Morrisons’ too, and it was once after one o’clock whilst Robert eventually went again to his condominium to.
footwear. He gave the look of a homeless one that had wandered into the home. And with a last sinking of her belly, Pascale guessed who he used to be. He was once sporting one of many French poodles, nonetheless barking, as he lovingly adjusted the purple bow. He might simply be Agathe’s husband, Marius. whilst Pascale requested him, he bowed. “At your provider, madame. Bienvenue.” Welcome. rarely. She desired to kick him within the shins for the country the grounds have been in. He was once alleged to be the gardener and chauffeur. “You.
comfortable than they'd that morning. issues have been evidently no longer excellent with them, yet they have been a bit higher than they'd been. Pascale cooked squab for them that evening, from an previous recipe of her mother’s, and so they ate the strawberry tart she and Diana had acquired on the marketplace. It used to be scrumptious. They crowned it off with café filtre, and in a while they sat round the desk and chatted. Robert used to be coming tomorrow, and Diana requested Pascale if she knew whatever extra in regards to the mysterious good friend.
Robert appeared like a babe within the woods to them. He hadn’t dated in years, and definitely by no means someone like this girl. Her international was once thoroughly unusual to him. She was once recognized and complex, and he or she led a existence all of them disapproved of, on precept. She wasn’t “respectable,” as Pascale stated, she used to be divorced, and she or he had by no means had little ones, which steered, to them not less than, a definite selfishness and egocentricity She used to be evidently wrapped up in herself and her occupation. Pascale hadn’t been.
Robert leaned towards Anne, kissed her discreetly at the lips, and placed his hands round her as he needed her great things within the coming yr, as Pascale came to visit the desk to kiss her husband. He used to be surrounded via a cloud of smoke from the cigar, yet she didn’t brain the flavor of it, as he kissed her at the mouth with a bit extra ardour than she had anticipated. For all their battles and the noise they made, theirs was once as stable a wedding because the others’, in many ways much more so, as all that they had.