I read three crappy books this week. Two were trash and one was disappointing. The disappointing one wasn't a bad book, but was 150 to 200 pages too long. One of the trash novels had a hostage/captive theme in addition to a long-lost prince of a made-up country theme, so is immediately disqualified.
So, by default, the winner is
Blame it on Paris by Jennifer Greene which was a
"frothy" (who uses that word?) trite re-imagination of a Roman Holiday/American in Paris love story.
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