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A review by bananatricky
Lost and Found by Elle Casey
3.0
I have an uneasy relationship with Elle Casey's books. Some I have really liked, others I disliked so much I made the conscious decision to DNF them. I hadn't realised that when I saw this as a Kindle freebie (my reaction to free books is "oh, shiny new book, yes, yes please").
This is an interesting novel. The first third is told from Leah's POV. She is sort of hippyish, works in a New Age shop, lives on the breadline, has trouble finding the rent. On a day fraught with disaster, steps in dog poo, chased by security guards, she finds a seven carat diamond ring in a fountain. Initially she thinks that she can sell the ring and solve all her problems but she soon comes to feel that the ring is an incarnation of karma - only if she returns it to its rightful owner can she change her luck. Unfortunately for Leah the owner of the ring doesn't want it back. He too thinks that the ring is some embodiment of karma - but to him the loss of the ring was a good thing. As Leah tries every more elaborate ways of giving the ring back to James the kookiness factor sky-rockets.
The second third of the book is told from James' POV. He is a wildly successful plastic surgeon. Unfortunately that is the only good thing in his life (I won't say more). Although at first he thinks Leah is a (possibly homeless) madwoman because they keep accidentally running into each, sometimes literally, he soon starts to find her appealing - until he realises that she wants to give him back the engagement ring he threw in the fountain.
The final third of the book is told alternately from Leah and James' POVs. Whilst the whole thing is a bit ridiculous - think Goldie Hawn at her scattiest, or maybe that Barbra Streisand film set in San Francisco where they all have the same hand luggage, it was fun and amusing.
The only sour note, to me, was the sex scene.. But otherwise I enjoyed this and will probably pick up the others in the series.
This is an interesting novel. The first third is told from Leah's POV. She is sort of hippyish, works in a New Age shop, lives on the breadline, has trouble finding the rent. On a day fraught with disaster, steps in dog poo, chased by security guards, she finds a seven carat diamond ring in a fountain. Initially she thinks that she can sell the ring and solve all her problems but she soon comes to feel that the ring is an incarnation of karma - only if she returns it to its rightful owner can she change her luck. Unfortunately for Leah the owner of the ring doesn't want it back. He too thinks that the ring is some embodiment of karma - but to him the loss of the ring was a good thing. As Leah tries every more elaborate ways of giving the ring back to James the kookiness factor sky-rockets.
The second third of the book is told from James' POV. He is a wildly successful plastic surgeon. Unfortunately that is the only good thing in his life (I won't say more). Although at first he thinks Leah is a (possibly homeless) madwoman because they keep accidentally running into each, sometimes literally, he soon starts to find her appealing - until he realises that she wants to give him back the engagement ring he threw in the fountain.
The final third of the book is told alternately from Leah and James' POVs. Whilst the whole thing is a bit ridiculous - think Goldie Hawn at her scattiest, or maybe that Barbra Streisand film set in San Francisco where they all have the same hand luggage, it was fun and amusing.
The only sour note, to me, was the sex scene.