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Summary
Summary
Three women meet at their fifteen-year class reunion...and discover that their lives have taken unexpected directions.
Back in their college days, Gretchen Wise had been engaged to a top law student. Carol Furness, head cheerleader, had said yes to the school's football hero. And Maddie Cobain was the girl who'd fallen for a professor.
Now the three of them gather around a popular fountain on the college grounds. This fountain was where lovers met, where promises were made...and broken. So it's fitting that Gretchen, Carol and Maddie sit here to share their stories of betrayal and, yes, revenge. Stories of finding new love...
Author Notes
Debbie Macomber was born on October 22, 1948 in Yakima, Washington. Her first novel, Heartsong, was published in 1984 and became the first romance novel ever to be reviewed in Publishers Weekly. She has written more than 150 novels including Between Friends, Family Affair, Starry Night, Last One Home, Mr. Miracle, Merry and Bright, the Blossom Street series, the Cedar Cove series, and the Rose Harbor series. She received Romantic Times Magazine's Lifetime Achievement Award.
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Reviews (2)
Publisher's Weekly Review
Originally published in 1997, Macomber's romance traces the lives of three women who reconnect at their 15-year class reunion. The last they knew, all of them were engaged to be married and ready to live happily ever after. However, things didn't work out for any of them. The three friends share their tales of romantic loss: one groom unfaithful, another off to baseball's big leagues, and the third a professor who enjoyed a dalliance with a co-ed. The three women discuss their heartbreak and the possibility of finding new romance with the right man. Emily Beresford's narration lacks enthusiasm. Although she has a lovely voice and her reading is clear and well paced, her performance is not compelling. Her portrayals of the three friends are uninspired, and she does little to differentiate between the characters or create distinct voices. A Harlequin Mira paperback. (June) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
Library Journal Review
Three former sorority sisters meet at a class reunion after 15 years and discover that none of them has married her college fiancé as expectedand each has a delicious story of revenge and unexpected love to tell. Essentially a trilogy of loosely linked short stories, this work exudes Macomber's classic warmth and gentle humor. This collection will appeal to Macomber's many fans and to anyone who has ever endured the emotional rigorsand terrorsof a school reunion. Macomber (This Matter of Marriage, Mira, 1997) lives in Port Orchard, Wash. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
Excerpts
Excerpts
Three Brides, No Groom By Debbie Macomber Harlequin Enterprises, Limited ISBN: 9780778313540 This was supposed to be one of the happiest days of Gretchen's life. The day was memorable, all right, but it would be forever marked as a day of pain and betrayal. Emotion clawed at her throat, and she battled tears. She wanted her mother, but her parents had already left the campus. They'd driven up to Seattle from San Francisco to attend her college graduation and were taking a few extra days to visit Victoria, British Columbia, before returning home and making the final arrangements for her wedding to Roger, and she didn't want to bother them on their brief vacation. Except Gretchen was beginning to doubt that there would be a wedding. She stood at the far end of the sweeping veranda of her sorority house, out of view of her friends. Most were excitedly loading up their cars with another year's accumulation of treasures. She could hear their tearful farewells, their promises to keep in touch. Promises. She held her stomach and raised her chin in an effort to forestall the brewing emotion. Her long blond hair cascaded down the middle of her back. Roger loved her hair long, enjoyed playing with it, brushing it, burying his face in it. "Sweetpea?" The sound of Roger's contrite voice came from behind her. She'd always hated his pet name for her, but no amount of protest could persuade him to come up with another. Standing directly behind her, he cupped her shoulders and nuzzled her neck. "Let's talk about this, all right?" "Talk?" Gretchen asked with a short abrupt laugh. As far as she was concerned they had nothing to discuss. "You've got to know Didi doesn't mean anything to me." Now his hands were in her hair, lifting the thick tresses to his face. He wove his fingers into it and brushed his lips across her crown. Gretchen's eyes slammed shut at the sharp pain. "It was stupid," Roger continued. "I want to throw up every time I think about how incredibly stupid I was. My only excuse is that I was drunk." "You cheated on me with another woman, and I'm supposed to forget it ever happened because you were drunk?" His hands returned to her shoulders and squeezed. "Didi's always had the hots for me. You said so yourself, remember? wasn't thinking straight. I was with the guys, celebrating, drinking, and the next thing I knew, Didi was coming on to me. She wouldn't take no for an answer. Ask anyone. She was all over me and...you know how those fraternity parties can get." Gretchen's stomach clenched. "Don't tell me any more. I don't want to hear it." "But I have to tell you. I need to. This is going to stand between us unless you know it all. You've got to believe me, Gretchen, I'm as sick about what happened as you are." She said nothing, too numb to argue. "Didi knows we're engaged, but that didn't stop her. I told her again and again that it was you I loved, but she wouldn't listen. The next thing I knew she'd stuck her hands inside my clothes." "In front of everyone?" Gretchen cried in disbelief. He hesitated, and when he spoke, his voice was barely audible. "We...we were in a closet." "A closet?" Gretchen nearly choked on the word. "She was feeling me up, and, Sweetpea, I'm so very sorry, but I'm only human. I was...excited, and then she had her mouth on me and was saying things like she bet my uptown girl never did anything like this for me and-" "I don't want to hear any more," Gretchen said again, more forcefully this time. "But it's true," Roger whispered. "You insisted on waiting until we were married to make love, and I've respected your wishes. But I don't think you appreciate what sexual frustration can do to a guy." "In other words this is all my fault." "No, no. If anyone's to blame, it's Didi. When I woke up this morning, I was sick to my stomach, knowing what I'd done. I couldn't be sorrier. Say you'll forgive me. I'm begging you, Sweetpea. We can't let someone like Didi come between us. If you do something foolish, you'll be doing exactly what she wants. The only reason she came on to me was to hurt you." "And you let her." He paused. "Let's put this behind us, all right? Mom's looking forward to you spending the next few days with her. All she can talk about is the wedding plans, and that's exactly what you need to help take your mind off my unfortunate slip." So that was how he thought of infidelity, as an unfortunate slip. Excerpted from Three Brides, No Groom by Debbie Macomber All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher. Excerpted from Three Brides, No Groom by Debbie Macomber All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
