Mini Shopaholic: A Novel
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Becky Brandon thinks that having a daughter is a dream come true: a shopping friend for life! But two-year-old Minnie has a quite different approach to shopping. The toddler creates havoc everywhere she goes, from Harrods to her own christening. On top of everything else, Becky and Luke are still living with her parents (the deal on house #4 has fallen through), when suddenly there’s a huge nationwide financial crisis.
With people having to cut back, Becky decides to throw a surprise party for Luke to cheer everyone up. But when costs start to spiral out of control, she must decide whether to accept help from an unexpected source—and therefore run the risk of hurting the person she loves. Will Becky be able to pull off the celebration of the year? Will she and Luke ever find a home of their own? Will Minnie ever learn to behave? And . . . most important . . . will Becky’s secret wishes ever come true?
Praise for Mini Shopaholic
“Frothy fun . . . Faster than a swiping Visa, more powerful than a two-for-one coupon, able to buy complete wardrobes in a single sprint through the mall—it’s Shopaholic!”—The Washington Post
“A page-turner . . . [Sophie] Kinsella at her most hilarious best.”—Fort Worth Star-Telegram
“Screamingly funny.”—USA Today
away after that. But I just got Tarkie to go and check her car—and it hasn’t left. She must still be there! She hasn’t had any food, she’s standing in this tiny space … and I’m worried. What if she gets ill? I mean, how old is she?” Oh God. This could all go horribly wrong. I glance over at Luke—but he’s laughing at something and doesn’t even notice me. “Come on, let’s go.” The stairs up to the Priest’s Passage are tiny and narrow and musty, and I clutch my precious Valentino dress to me. As
her wooden pony, with about twenty soft toys and her dollhouse all on top of the duvet, crowding her out of bed. “Luke!” Mum finally notices him and stops mid-flow through a tirade about how Dad never even has toast for breakfast so what does he know? “We were just discussing the situation.” “Situation?” He raises his eyebrows at me in query. “We’re all trying to think of ways to save money,” I explain, hoping Luke might say, “What a ludicrous idea, everything’s on the up, let’s crack open
Let them take the shower curtain. Don’t end up in court, like my brother did—” “Come on, Becky!” Mum is halfway toward the door. “What’s wrong?” I’m rooted to the spot. “Mum …” My voice is a bit strangled. “There’s … something I need to tell you. About the house. The truth is … I haven’t been totally honest.” Mum stops dead. As she turns, there are little spots of pink on her cheeks. “I knew it. I knew there was something. You’ve been hiding something from us, Becky! What is it?” Her face
to David Ripley, who turns at once. “I’m so sorry, is this your mother?” He extends a hand. “How do you do. Let me assure you, we’re doing everything we can to house your daughter—” “But she’s got a house!” says Mum shrilly. “She’s bought a house! We’re here to pick up the keys! Why else do you think we’re all here in Maida Vale?” David Ripley looks from Mum to me in confusion. “I’m so sorry—is there something I haven’t been told?” “No,” I say, hot with mortification. “My mother hasn’t quite
anyone she loves. “I’m sure it’s not as bad as you think—” I begin. “Oh, you think?” she says furiously. “Well, wait till you see it! And I don’t know why you’re defending him, Bex. He’s screwed you over too.” I think Suze must be going a bit deranged. How on earth could Danny have screwed me over in an interview about his new collection? “OK, Suze,” I say patiently. “How has Danny screwed me over?” “Luke’s party. He’s blabbed.” I have never moved as fast as I do now. Within thirty seconds