Jane was eight years old when her imaginary friend, Michael, had to leave her. Michael promised that she wouldnt remember him, sparing any hurt whatsoever. But she did remember and so did Michael, so clearly. Twenty three years later, Jane works not only 9-5 but 9-9 at her possessive mothers production company where she is producing a play and movie based on the adventures that Michael and Jane had when she was little. In the middle of it all, Jane meets Michael again & and they are both surprised that neither of them forgot each other. In the mist of love, memories, wounded hearts, and a painful future, Jane and Michael must to do everything to stay together.
Sundays at Tiffanys started sweet and until the last 1/6 of the book, I loved it. It was imaginable while being impossible and the love that Jane and Michael shared with unbelievable and touching. James Patterson twisted the idea of imaginary friends and made them reality. Then there was the last 1/6 of the book, the forty pages before the ending. It is clearly seen that an innocent relationship was not enough for them and they had to take it a step farther. It ruined everything the book had stood for: innocence, pure love, and the perfect relationship that had the perfect boundaries. I was highly disappointed with that subject but the ending had been lovely, though that still doesnt make up for the things that I didnt appreciate.
*brief paragraph that contains homosexuality