Is it possible to come of age at 60 or 90? Is it ever too late to fulfill your dreams? When 90-year-old Bubbles receives a letter from Mexico City asking her to pick up her mother's ashes, lost there 70 years earlier and only now surfacing, she hatches a plan. A woman with a mission, Bubbles convinces her hippie daughter Feather to accompany her on the quest. Both women have recently shed husbands, and have a secondary agenda: they'd like a little action. And they get it.
Alternating narratives weave together Feather and Bubbles' odyssey. The two women head south from Canada to Mexico, where Bubbles' long-dead mother, grandmother, and grandfather turn up, enlivening the narrative with their hilarious antics. In Mexico, where reality and magic co-exist, Feather gets a new sense of her mother, and Bubbles' quest for her mother's ashes - and a new man - increases her zest for life. Unlike most women her age, fun-loving Bubbles takes risks, believing she's immortal. She doesn't hold back in any way, eating heartily and lusting after strangers, exulting in her youthful spirit. Has Bubbles discovered a fountain of youth that everyone can drink from?
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Could get confusing
This book tells of the journey from Canada to Mexico by a mother and daughter to collect the grandmother's ashes. As the blurb says Granny comes back from the dead.
If the story had been left at that point with the three women having some surreal reunion/adventure down in Mexico it would have been enough, in my opinion, but somehow additional deceased family members arrived, and it just got a little too ridiculous.
Add in the constant jumps back to the past and how, where, why etc these people all came from and why they're the people they are now and it was just a bit too confusing to keep on top of.
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- Cornish Maid