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Garret may eat quiche, but no bother--before you can say "Look! I found two more letters!" Theresa is hot on his trail and determined to find this mysterious yet sensitive message-in-a-bottle man. She finds him at a sleepy North Carolina port, working on his beloved sailboat, The Happenstance. From there, a romance buds and blossoms into a colourful bouquet of emotional baggage. Theresa has problems with her past--or, more accurately, her past is a problem. She is so scarred from her "I'm a super churchgoing guy now that I've run out on my wife" ex-husband that she hasn't tried to date since her divorce some three or four years before. And who is Catherine? And what's Garret's bag, anyway? When Theresa finds out, she plunges to the depths of her soul and uncorks a whopper of a secret about herself, bringing Garret to terms with who he really is.
Message in a Bottle has the earmarks of sentimental tongue-wagging at its finest and should please romantics and cynics alike--it's sure to bring romantics to their knees, while cynics will be slapping theirs in laughter.
Garret may eat quiche, but no bother--before you can say "Look! I found two more letters!" Theresa is hot on his trail and determined to find this mysterious yet sensitive message-in-a-bottle man. She finds him at a sleepy North Carolina port, working on his beloved sailboat, The Happenstance. From there, a romance buds and blossoms into a colorful bouquet of emotional baggage. Theresa has problems with her past--or, more accurately, her past is a problem. She is so scarred from her "I'm a super churchgoing guy now that I've run out on my wife" ex-husband that she hasn't tried to date since her divorce some three or four years before. And who is Catherine? And what's Garret's bag, anyway? When Theresa finds out, she plunges to the depths of her soul and uncorks a whopper of a secret about herself, bringing Garret to terms with who he really is.
Message in a Bottle has the earmarks of sentimental tongue-wagging at its finest and should please romantics and cynics alike--it's sure to bring romantics to their knees, while cynics will be slapping theirs in laughter. --Rebekah Warren -- Dieser Text bezieht sich auf eine andere Ausgabe: Gebundene Ausgabe .
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The melodrama begins with a mid-aged, lonely, single mother (Theresa) kicking at the waves along the shores of Cape Cod. When, lo and behold, she finds a corked bottle that floats into her life. A bottle that contains a lamenting (and quite pathetic) love letter. He whines and pines over his lost true love, his soul-mate and lost wife -"Catherine". As a budding co-dependent she avidly reads each wailing word, and is deeply touch by Mr. Bottleman. Any man that you would force to read Mr. Bottleman's poetic letter would quickly suspect that it was wrote after the said writer drank the contents of the bottle he was about to use - Cutty Shark. So what is an accomplished, educated and cosmopolitan co-dependant woman to do (the right answer is to throw the bottle and message back into the sea without the cork)? Why, she finds out where Mr. Bottleman lives (Wilmington, NC) and begins her journey of finding this man, a man with emotional depth, the man who can offer her finally, for once, dear God just once, the same kind of love she has to give (folks you are going to need a few bottles yourself to get to the end of this book). Does she find him. Yes!
Does she find the deep, self-sacrificing love that only Mr. Bottleman can offer? Of course not - he goes stupid on us and sails into the gail of the decade. Not Recommended.
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