Musical Chairs By Amy Poeppel

 

Bridget and Will have the kind of relationship that people envy: they’re loving, compatible, and completely devoted to each other. The fact that they’re strictly friends seems to get lost on nearly everyone. For three decades, they’ve nurtured their baby, the Forsyth Trio—a chamber group they created as students with their Juilliard classmate Gavin Glantz. In the intervening years, Gavin has gone on to become one of the classical music world’s reigning stars, while Bridget and Will have learned to embrace the warm reviews and smaller venues that accompany modest success.

Bridget has been dreaming of spending the summer at her well-worn Connecticut country home with her boyfriend Sterling. But her plans are upended when Sterling breaks up with her over email, her twin twenty-somethings arrive unexpectedly, and her elderly father announces he’s getting married. She concocts a plan to host her dad’s wedding on her ramshackle property, while putting the Forsyth Trio back into the spotlight. But to catch the attention of the music world, she and Will place their bets on luring back Gavin, whom they’ve both avoided ever since their stormy parting. 

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Musical Chairs: A Novel: Poeppel, Amy: 9781501176425: Amazon.com: Books

Amy Poeppel is the author of the novels MUSICAL CHAIRS, LIMELIGHT, and SMALL ADMISSIONS. Her writing has appeared in The New York Times, LitHub, The Rumpus, Points In Case, Belladonna, and Working Mother. She and her husband live in NYC and Frankfurt, Germany.

My Thoughts...

When you have family, friends, and secrets, all in one book, you can't put it down. This was my first book by Poeppel and I must say she is on my must read list now. I am going back for her past books now.

I really enjoyed this one, I laughed out loud and I must say if you are looking for a rom-com I just found it for you.

4 stars and I recommend it. 

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