This is the 6th book in the Seven Sisters
series and is the last one currently available.
Electra needs help but refuses to admit it.
She thinks she has her drug and alcohol problem in hand and that it won’t impact
on her modelling career. Her new PA disagrees. Then, enter Stella, a complete
surprise from the blue, who turns out to be Electra’s maternal grandmother. And
Stella has the answer to Electra’s past.
Going back a number of years we find Cecily, a kind and innocent young lady who
has been wronged by a scoundrel of a man. Celia sets off to Kenya to live with
her godmother and experience some of the world. What she finds is a colonial outpost
steeped in debauchery and a climate and wildlife she was not prepared for. As
Cecily finds her way in the new territory, she lands up looking after an abandoned
baby – one of a royal line. This baby will change her life forever and her love
for the child will ensure a strong ideology to carry on.
Paths will cross over time and the impact will be wide-spread on many levels.
I must admit I went into this book already
feeling as though I was against the main character. Electra was a case of me,
me, me and the teaser at the end of the previous book did nothing to endear her
to me. The formula came through in this story again. Sister doesn’t know where
they come from so sets out to find their past, enter a love interest, they find
out they are related to someone famous and their life moves in a different
path. So at the end of this one you find out there is still another book to
come as the missing sister still needs to come into play.
As for the story itself, I loved Cecily’s story
and the crazy ride that was Kenya. What she endured was remarkable and the bond
between her and Stella beautiful. The tie ins with the later years across
continents and the linking of racism really brought Cecily and Stella’s
decisions home.
While Electra’s rehab journey was commendable, I didn’t feel vested in it. Even
though her deeds in helping Vanessa and ultimately her further project for
Harlem was of pure motive, I felt her emotions were somewhat wishy washy. Maybe
it was the sheer length of the book or the formula that was always at the back
of my mind saying “You know what will happen next.” Too many tenuous links and
the characters were not rounded out. I even found myself just rushing to the
end so that I could find out what happened to Pa Salt as what was happening
before that did not speak to me. And when I got to the end, I was very frustrated.
Not my worst read, but certainly not my
best.
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