Who even knew there was such a thing as a playgroup
musician? Claire is one, having been
dumped by her band that is now hugely popular without her. She may be struggling to make ends meet, but
she is performing kids’ songs for wealthy moms and their children. These women may seem to have it all together,
but they have marital struggles as well as financial struggles of their own,
and their secrets spill out one by one.
Claire becomes privy to these secrets and wrestles with her conscience
about what to do about them. One
particular eye opener has ramifications beyond this one cozy playgroup, and
these women’s response is not exactly humanitarian. Claire becomes more and more involved with
these women, who include her in various other activities, but at times she
seems to be the only one with a conscience.
Still, this book has a very frivolous vibe, and, although the playgroup
has at least half a dozen women, the author really only explores the personal
lives of three of them. Whitney is the
beautiful host with an apathetic husband and a burgeoning social media
presence. Gwen comes from old money and
owns a stunning brownstone, but her charming and handsome husband is a
philanderer. Finally, we have Amara, the
only black woman in the group and in many ways the most enigmatic. She befriends Claire and has communication
issues with her husband, hiding the expense of boutique vitamins and quitting
her job to become a full-time mom without discussing this intention with
him. All the moms are shallow and
self-centered at times, but the author endows them all with love for their
families. They also seem to be unrealistically
and inconsistently compassionate at times, so that their characters’ true
personalities are a little out of focus.
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