As editor-in-chief in New York's leading fashion magazine, Fiona Monaghan was utterly content with her life, jetting back and forth between Manhattan and Europe - until the sweltering day John Anderson strolled into her office. A widower with two daughters, John was as conservative as Fiona was freewheeling, both amused and appalled by her world of high strung designers, anorexic models, Fendi-stuffed closets, and Sir Winston, her snoring bulldog. But after Fiona impulsively invited John to the Paris couture shows, somewhere between the magic of the runway and the stroll along the Seine, she let him into her heart. And within weeks of their return to New York, John was making friends with Sir Winston - and Fiona was making room in her closets.
It didn't take long for the dominoes to start falling. First, John introduced Fiona to his hostile daughters and their bloodthirsty Pekingese and snarling housekeeper. Then, after a disastrous dinner party with John's biggest client, Fiona and John's relationship began to unravel with alarming speed. What happens next will set Fiona on a journey filled with pain, revelation, and awakening. When she risks everything and returns to Paris alone, an extraordinary series of events begin to unfold. And as the snow falls on the city of light, the curtain will rise on a second act Fiona never saw coming.
In a dazzling tale of modern misadventures and career crossed relationships, Danielle Steel captures the heady magic of instant attraction, the challenges of change - and the hope that comes when you dare to do it all over again.
We are all seeking that special person that is right for us. But if you've been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there's no right person, just different flavors of wrong.
Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. It isn't until you finally run up against your deepest demons - your unsolvable problems - the ones that make you who you really are - that you're ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you are looking for.
You are looking for the wrong person, but not just any wrong person: the "right" wrong person - someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, "This is the problem I want to have."
I will find that special person in just the right way.
