Book Review

Lost and Found Sisters by Jill Shalvis

Jill Shalvis is my go-to feel good author for contemporaries. I was stoked to see she had a new series coming out (Lost and Found Sisters is the first book in the Wildstone series). I enjoyed the book, but strictly speaking, it’s not a romance novel. So I enjoyed what I got -but I didn’t get what I expected. While I can’t fault the book for being tagged as a romance at places like Goodreads, I did have issues with how many plotlines were packed into one novel. There’s a lot going on, and the ending felt like a lot of it came together too fast.

Now, there is a romance plot line here and it’s an important part of the story, but it takes a backseat to the story of the heroine finding her place in the world and finding her family. Since the romance isn’t the fuel that drives the novel, and since the book is so focused on those other elements, this book falls into the category of Women’s Fiction.

For the record, I hate the term “Women’s Fiction” because it implies that women and men can’t enjoy the same things, and I hate when it’s used as a marketing tool to put a bunch of books with Adirondack chairs and flip-flops on the cover onto a table at Barnes and Noble. It’s Mother’s Day! Get your flip-flop and Adirondack chair books here!

Anyway.

Lost and Found Sisters is a really heartfelt, funny, sweet novel. It also features rogue chickens, a sassy one-eyed cat, and a geriatric golden retriever with hideous farts.

Quinn Weller is a sous chef in Los Angeles whose personal life has stalled after her sister, Beth, died two years ago. Quinn is just going through the motions now, numb to just about everything. Then one day she’s approached by a lawyer who tells her that was actually adopted and that her birth mother has died. Quinn’s birth mother has left behind a café in the small town of Wildstone, CA, and has bequeathed it to Quinn, and to Quinn’s fifteen-year-old sister, Tilly.

So for two years Quinn has been grieving the death of Beth, the sister she’s known her whole life, and now she finds out she has a sister that she’s never met, who is now more or less alone in the world.

Quinn goes to Wildstone, where she has a little breakdown on the beach. It’s there that she meets Mick Hennessey and his dog, Cooper, the one with the horrid gas. Cooper, with his big dopey golden smile, offers Quinn some comfort while she processes. Dogs are great, y’all.

For clarification, Quinn did not know she was adopted, nor that she and Beth were not (as it turns out) biologically related. Quinn and Tilly are. I have no idea about the legalities surrounding informing someone they were adopted after a birth parent’s death. I have, however,  spent time with geriatric golden retrievers and vouch that their farts are legitimately horrible.

Most of the book is about Quinn trying to connect with Tilly who is 1. fifteen 2. just lost her only parent and caregiver and 3. reasonably upset about shit and not ready to trust anyone. Quinn and Tilly both struggle with the fact that their mom didn’t tell them the truth about each other, and both are still badly hurting. Quinn is also upset at her adoptive parents for not being honest with her, either. It’s pretty shitty to find out you’re adopted from a lawyer.

Quinn has a life waiting for her back in LA with a good job, the guy her parents wish she’d marry, and friends who love her. In Wildstone, she has a café that the locals want reopened, a sister who is pushing her away, and a yard full of chickens who like to escape.

She also has Mick. He’s in Wildstone after the death of his father, helping his mother clean out the house and settle affairs. Turns out Mick’s dad was not an awesome guy, and he’s struggling to make peace with his own grief and anger.

Shalvis is really talented at writing characters who are struggling through complicated, difficult emotions and at making that journey feel genuine, but never heavy. For all its discussion of grief and disappointment in parents, this is not a depressing book. Rogue chickens help with that, of course.

There were scenes that kicked me in the Feels pretty strongly. Quinn sometimes sees Beth and talks to her – not as a hallucination nor a dream. I lost my brother-in-law suddenly to an undiagnosed heart condition (aortic dissection) six years ago. I still talk to him sometimes, and I still feel him here with me. The Quinn and Beth scenes made me tear up a little because it felt so close to home.

The romance between Quinn and Mick is sexy and it’s satisfying, but it’s not what’s driving the novel. For the most part, the conflict between them comes from the fact that Quinn is debating radically altering her life. Does she stay in Wildstone and become Tilly’s guardian or does she go back to LA? It’s not a great time to start a new relationship.

The primary conflict of the novel is Quinn finding her place, either in Wildstone or LA, and making peace with her parents, as well as with the family she didn’t know she had. I liked that there were no right answers presented for Quinn. There was never a clear path set out for her with regard to Tilly or the café or even Mick. No one tries to guilt her into guardianship (which was given to a neighbor after Tilly’s mom’s death).

Her relationship with Tilly also runs hot and cold, which to me seems like pretty realistic interactions with a fifteen year old. Sometimes it’s fun and popcorn and movies and adopting a one-eyed cat who wants to eat your chickens. Sometimes Tilly isn’t talking to her.

Even though this wasn’t really a romance I enjoyed the book. The only real problem was there was too much going on for one book to handle. Quinn and Tilly’s relationship could easily take up an entire book by itself, and when you throw in Quinn’s romance with Mick and her trying to reconcile the fact that her parents lied to her for her entire life…that’s a lot of plot.

The other issue is there are also subplots about the town of Wildstone struggling to stay afloat, a character named Brock who is the guy Quinn’s parents want her to marry (and whom I suspect is sequel bait), and a little bit of a suspense element at the end. If I listed everything that goes on in this novel, this would be a seriously long review. As it was, it’s too much for one novel and detracts from the overall story.

Lost and Found Sisters isn’t a perfect book, and it’s not really a romance. It made me laugh and it made me tear-up, but it wasn’t what I was expected when I picked it up.

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  1. Vasha says:

    I read an article in which “Women’s Fiction” novels were referred to as “Friendship Novels” — appropriate since they have so much focus on bonds between women (sisters and other friends). Not coincidentally it was an article by a man stating that he really likes them. I propose adopting that name.

  2. JenM says:

    I follow Jill’s blog (which is absolutely hilarious by the way), and she made it very clear that this wasn’t a traditional romance novel, so your review doesn’t surprise me. If anything it makes me much more eager to read the book. My favorites of her books are the first three Lucky Harbor books, which follow three sisters, each of which have a different mother, who know each other but weren’t raised together and initially aren’t close. Although the romances in those books were great, for me, the real story was the bond that grew between the sisters over the course of the books. This book sounds a bit like that, so now I’m really psyched to read it.

  3. Louise says:

    Is it just me, or …?

    I would like to hear about someone who, in real life, in the present millennium, in the United States (I’ll settle for Western Europe), first learned she was adopted when she was over 21. Not learned who her birth parents were. Learned she was adopted at all.

    I stopped reading the Marcia Muller books (Sharon McCone mysteries) around the time the author decided, some twenty books into the series, that the main character was adopted. Give me a ### break.

  4. Zyva says:

    This description really reminds me of “Umimachi Diary” / “Our Little Sister”, which, to my surprise, I did like. (I always suspect writers of reaching for the airbrush when a house divided integrates new members. Kids’ writers were big on that back in the day.)

  5. Elizabeth says:

    For Louise: I have a friend who has a 15-year old sister who is adopted, who has not been told. All of her siblings (there are many, it’s a large blended family), and some of her nieces and nephews know the truth. Her parents aren’t malicious-she was adopted from foster care and delayed emotionally, so they were advised to wait to tell her while her maturity caught up. Then they just…didn’t. I don’t know if she’ll make it to 21, but she’s made it pretty far and everyone is scared of what’s going to happen when the truth comes out.

  6. Anony says:

    I have an older extended family member who was adopted and never told. Unfortunately the second generation found out from their parents, so all the kids knew when they were teenagers and I always felt gross that they knew and family member and their kids didn’t. (2nd generation was very gossipy and little condescending about it). We actually don’t know if they “guessed” or not. My mom told me at a family funeral decades ago, their spouse saw a headstone for a baby and asked my mom who that was. My mom panicked and pulled out of the conversation, she hadn’t been part of the family for long. Cause the adopted family member’s mom would’ve been pregnant with that child while supposedly pregnant with them. They were apparently adopted after that child died in childbirth.

  7. Vicki says:

    When my brother became engaged in the mid-80’s to the daughter of old family friends who had moved away and then back, my mother made me swear not to tell her she was adopted because she didn’t know. She was 26 then. (I knew about it because I was playing under the dining table in 19…..um, a long time ago, when her mom confided in my mom about the new baby.) My sister-in-law did find out until her dad died when she was almost 50, in the late nineties. I have also had patients in my practice within the last 15 years whose parents are not telling them. Personally, I think kids should know and I do advise families of this.

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