The Island is a sweet story of two sets of sisters. Each woman brings her own agenda & problems to a month-long stay in a rustic family beach house. I was supposed to read this on my beach trip in August, but I chose Landline first. I wish I had done it the other way around.
Elin Hilderbrand’s a crafty, crafty lady. Because even if are bored or irritated with one of the characters (for me it was Chess) you still have three other women to enjoy. I especially liked Tate. You know that child who gets no attention because she is happy and even-keeled? That’s Tate. I rooted hard for Tate because her family sure didn’t bother.
In fact, even though this book is supposedly more about Birdie’s & Chess’s stories, India’s and Tate’s stole my heart. India’s story was written very tenderly and went in a different direction than I expected from a book like this.
Sure, there are eye-rolling moments, and maybe if I read this in the dark and damp gloom of November I’d have liked it less and would be railing about the imaginary problems of moneyed women with WASPy nicknames like Birdie and Chess. But it fit the bill for a breezy summer read. When summer rolls around again I’ll reach for another Elin Hilderbrand book.
I keep going back and forth clicking the third and fourth stars. Let’s just call this 3 1/2 stars.