Get swept away with Tracy Corbett and spend your holidays on the Brighton pier
After an injury derails her dream of becoming a professional dancer, Becca Roberts heads home to Brighton in search of a fresh start.
And, when a part-time dance teacher role becomes available at The Starlight Playhouse, it seems like her stars are finally aligning. The crumbling old playhouse might need a bit of tender loving care (and a lick of paint!), but Becca is more than up to the challenge.
That is until Becca’s first love (and first heartbreak), Tom, waltzes into the Starlight Playhouse, and she realises life by the sea might not be as simple as she thought…
Fall in love on Palace Pier in this feel-good romantic comedy, perfect for fans of Debbie Johnson and Jill Mansell.
I really enjoyed this book. Tracy Corbett is a new author to me and I was impressed with 'Starlight on the Palace Pier'. It had a great storyline and was something different to the books that are on the market at the moment.It has got a romance within the storyline but it also had a number of other storylines which are current and relatable. Everyone has a history, there are things in a person's history which they may want to forget about or which shape the person they are now and in many cases this makes them all the better.
There are many moments within this book that I felt my heart strings being tugged but also lots of times when I laughed out loud too and I would love my blog readers to pick it up and enjoy.
The publishers have given me an extract from 'Starlight on the Palace Pier' to share with my blog readers .......
Becca fought back a smile. As outfits went, this was conservative. She held out her hand. ‘Lovely to meet you. I’m Becca.’
‘Mrs Busby.’ The woman tutted at the sight of Becca’s black bra visible beneath her white top. Her mum had often mentioned the old woman during their phone calls. She sounded like quite a character.
The woman held out her arm and nodded towards the dining room. ‘Shall we?’
Becca had never escorted anyone into lunch before.
Oh, well. Always a first time for everything.
She led the old woman through the doorway, expecting to find the room bustling with guests and chatter, but instead found the sparse conservatory empty apart from one elderly gentleman seated at a table. He was wearing a smart blazer.
When they entered, he rose from his chair and pretended to tip his non-existent hat. ‘Good afternoon,
Milady. And how are we this fine lunchtime?’
Mrs Busby responded with a dainty curtsey. ‘I’m very well, thank you, Dr Mortimer.’
He held out a chair for her. ‘Allow me.’
Becca felt like she’d been transported to a bygone era.
‘And who do we have here?’ The elderly gentleman subjected Becca to the same once-over Mrs Busby had given her. His reaction seemed far more approving.
‘Ruby’s daughter,’ Mrs Busby answered. ‘She’s moved into the guest house and doesn’t like cats.’ Her voice lowered to a whisper as though Becca wasn’t standing there. ‘I think she might be one of those hipster types, but she has nice manners, so I think we can overlook her other foibles.’ The woman pointed to Becca’s bellybutton ring, poking out from beneath her top.
Foibles? Becca was too amused to be offended. She’d never been called a ‘hipster’ before.
Before she could respond, the double doors leading to the kitchen opened and her mum appeared looking hot and flustered, carrying a tray of freshly baked rolls. Her dark hair had streaks of grey in it and she’d lost weight over the summer, but her face brightened on seeing her daughter. ‘Becca, love. You’re here.’ She looked around for somewhere to dump the tray, balancing it on one of the empty tables. ‘Good journey?’
‘Not bad, thanks.’
I received a copy of this book in return for an honest review. Thank you to the publishers,Avon Books, for inviting me to take part in this blog tour.
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