Geneva – London, July 2015
The one where an author has to get divorced and won’t have new book taken seriously. Long detour into relationship with friend and soon to be ex-husband. Accidentally fakes her death, ‘kills’ Monica (her prized fictional character) and prattles on about being strong and not needing a man on stage, while her son to be ex-husband dangles in mid-air.
Easy read but unbelievably stupid.