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Femme Bookend: Hot potatoes and buns in the oven

EXPECTANT SILENCE?

Absotively’. Three households, alike in dignity, in fair Lakeview where we lay our scene, are preggers, or trying to be, in Melissa Hill’s bestseller.

LAKEVIEW? REALLY?

For some reason Irish chick-lit writers feel compelled to set their books in towns that sound like Little England. Maybe a marketing thing.

AND WHO ARE THE HOPEFUL?

Aha. Well, in the prologue, earth-motherly Ella finds a cardboard box on the doorstep of her cafe.

THE MORNING’S MUFFINS, PERHAPS?

No — it’s another kind of delivery: someone’s had a bun in the oven.

CHIEF SUSPECT?

Could it be Nina? Single, pregnant, and living with a father who’s not the best genetic bet. Would that add up?

AND COULD IT?

Or what about Jess? All her friends have kids, and she’s outside the mumsy club and panicking. But maybe motherhood’s too much for her?

KNOW THE FEELING.

Or what about glam star Ruth, adored by the paparazzi, beloved of the TMZ-reading webizens — but with catty claws sinking in after she got off with Troy, her disturbingly familiar co-star.

FAMILIAR? REALLY? WHO?

That, my dear, you’ll have to guess, like all Melissa Hill’s faithful readers, who’ve been flocking to buy this.

SO WHAT’S THE SCEAL?

Things explode when Ruth’s pictures — pictures she prayed would never be seen outside the privacy of her loving hometown — are splashed across the web.

MORE ABOUT THIS TROY, PLEASE.

A cad of the finest quality. The scene where Ruth tells him she’s pregnant has the reader wanting to throw things — but only if they’ll hit Troy somewhere sensitive. Oh wait, he hasn’t got anywhere sensitive.

AND DO WE FIND OUT ABOUT THE ABANDONED BABY?

Indeedy. An interesting twist that casts a light back on the whole story.

AND THE WRITER?

Author of a hot-selling book a year - sometimes two - since 2004.

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