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Neighbors: A Novel Kindle Edition
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The massive stone mansion was hot even in the basement, as Debbie Speck bustled around the large, efficient kitchen, putting away the groceries that her husband, Jack, had just brought in. He was perspiring profusely. He was forty-four years old, somewhat overweight, with balding dark hair, and always reeked of aftershave that covered the faintly boozy smell of the cheap scotch he kept in his room and drank at night. It came through his pores the next day, when he exerted himself. Debbie usually joined him with a drink or two at night. She preferred gin and tonic or vodka she kept in the freezer in the basement apartment where their employer, Meredith White, never ventured. She respected their privacy, which was ideal for them. Debbie was also heavy and dyed her hair blond herself.
They had been employed as property managers and live-in housekeeping couple by the famously reclusive, now retired movie star, for the past fifteen years. Meredith had still been working when she hired them. She was going from one movie to the next, frequently on location, and her husband, Scott Price, actor and producer, did the same. Sometimes they were apart for months, working on separate movies.
It was the perfect job for Jack and Debbie, working for often absentee employers in an immense, luxurious home, where at least one of their employers was away most of the time, and busy when they were home. They didn’t have time to supervise Jack and Debbie too closely and trusted them. They’d been young then, just twenty-nine, but already knew the hidden benefits of that kind of job. The perks felt like plucking ripe fruit from the trees. The stores and workmen they patronized for whatever their employers needed kicked back handsome commissions to them or provided services which were free to them, but unknowingly paid for by their employer, when bills were padded by dishonest suppliers. And there were plenty of those, as Jack and Debbie knew well. They had set up a whole network of profitable relationships within months of starting the job. It was common practice and Jack and Debbie had no qualms about ripping off their employers. They had done it before. They selected their employers by how profitable they would be, and how busy, distracted, or absent they were.
Meredith had been one of the most highly paid actresses in the business when Jack and Debbie took the job, and she was generous with them. In the beginning, they occasionally had to drive her thirteen-year-old son, Justin, somewhere, but there were tutors to keep an eye on him and a young graduate student who stayed at the house and drove Justin to school when both his parents were away. His parents took care of him themselves when either one of them was at home. Their daughter, Kendall, had gone to college in New York seven years before and never came back to live in San Francisco. She was twenty-five years old when Debbie and Jack took the job, and she only came home for Christmas. She was married and had Julia, a little girl of her own, by then. Meredith and Scott were away so much it was hard to find a good time to see them when they weren’t busy.
It was a perfect situation for Jack and Debbie. The mother-in-law apartment they were given had a separate entrance and was attractively furnished. The house was in Pacific Heights, the best residential neighborhood in San Francisco, and it was the biggest house in town. Working for two big movie stars was prestigious, and profitable for them. Meredith and Scott had moved to San Francisco when their son was born, and their daughter was twelve years old. They didn’t want to bring up another child in L.A., Meredith had told them. San Francisco was a smaller, conservative, wholesome city, with great schools for Justin and Kendall, good weather year-round, and the house and grounds gave them space and privacy, behind the tall hedge they had planted when they bought the house.
Over the years, Debbie and Jack had taken full advantage of all the benefits of their job. They had an impressive nest egg saved up from the many years of commissions. A few treasures had also found their way into their apartment, particularly two very valuable small French paintings, which had disappeared from the main part of the house, and had hung in their bedroom for a dozen years now. Meredith had never noticed their disappearance. Debbie liked them so she “relocated” them to their quarters. In addition, Meredith had a bank account dedicated to paying household expenses. Debbie had volunteered years before to pay those bills and relieved Meredith of the tediousness of it. Debbie deposited small amounts to her own. The amounts were so minor that even Meredith’s accountant hadn’t questioned them. Debbie and Jack were clever thieves.
Jack and Debbie were attentive to their employers’ every need, and appeared to be deeply sympathetic and kind when Meredith’s life fell apart fourteen years before. Her golden world unraveled rapidly after they arrived and lay in ashes at her feet within less than a year. It had made her less cautious about her accounts, and easily distracted.
Fourteen years before, Meredith’s husband, Scott, had had a highly publicized affair with a young Italian actress who was starring in a movie with him. She was twenty-seven, and he was more than twice her age at fifty-five. His marriage to Meredith had seemed solid, when Jack and Debbie took the job. They seemed unusually stable for people in show business. They were devoted to each other and their children, from what Jack and Debbie had observed, and then Scott left for location in Bangkok for a picture. By the time he came back, their marriage was a shambles. Once he was home, he left Meredith for Silvana Rossi, and moved to New York with her.
Meredith had been deeply wounded by the betrayal, but kept a brave face on for her children. Jack and Debbie were surprised that they never heard her maligning Scott to their son, but Debbie saw her crying alone in her bedroom more than once, and put her arms around her and gave her a warm hug.
Humiliated by the stories about Scott and Silvana in the tabloids, Meredith stopped having any kind of social life, rarely went out, and turned her full attention to her son, driving him to school and sports practices, spending time with him, having dinner with him every night. Debbie overheard her turning down a movie she’d been offered. Meredith wanted to be at home with her son until the excitement over the scandal of the separation died down. Justin was very upset. He talked to Jack about it, and flew to New York to see his father several times. He came back every time saying how much he hated his soon-to-be stepmother. Scott was planning to marry her as soon as the divorce was final. At fourteen, Justin had called her a cheap whore when confiding in Jack about her, which Jack had reported to Debbie. Justin had said that his older sister, Kendall, didn’t like her either. Jack and Debbie hardly knew Kendall, since she had moved to New York before they arrived.
Meredith refrained from talking about Silvana with Debbie. She was a dignified, discreet, respectful woman, although Debbie guessed that Meredith must have hated the young Italian starlet, and Scott was hell-bent on a divorce. Their previously, seemingly happy marriage had evaporated into thin air. Meredith put her massive career on pause, to spend all her time with her son. Although Debbie didn’t know her well at the time, she admired her for it.
Jack and Debbie had no children of their own. They had worked in Palm Springs for an elderly couple, both of whom had died within months of each other. Jack and Debbie had met in rehab in San Diego two years before getting that job. They had both grown up in Southern California, but never met. He had had a number of arrests for petty crimes, mostly credit card fraud to support his drug habit. Debbie had been prosecuted for shoplifting, petty theft, stolen credit cards, and possession of marijuana with intent to sell. The courts had sent them to the same rehab program. They were both twenty-two at the time and spent six months there. While in rehab, they formulated a plan to work together, which ultimately turned into love, or harnessing their ambitions to the same wagon. They got married because they could get better jobs that way, as property manager and housekeeper, as a couple. Jack had suggested that working for rich people in their homes could be lucrative, and a rare opportunity for grander schemes in future. Debbie was adamant that she didn’t want to be a maid, scrub toilets, or wear a uniform, and he explained that as property managers, they would have the run of people’s fancy homes. They could do whatever they wanted, hire other people to clean toilets, the house, do the gardening, and skim a nice living off the top. They could even pocket a few valuables while their employers were away, blame someone else, and steal some cash, and at the same time earn a handsome salary for living well in someone else’s home. He made it sound so appealing that they tried it when they got out of rehab. They went to a reputable employment agency in L.A. with fake references Jack had written for them, on stationery he had made, allegedly written by a couple who had died, leaving no heirs to check their story with. The agency was cavalier about checking references and did no criminal check, unless the client requested it. --This text refers to the paperback edition.
- ASIN : B085ZM8HGW
- Publisher : Delacorte Press (January 5, 2021)
- Publication date : January 5, 2021
- Language : English
- File size : 2717 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
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- Print length : 270 pages
- Lending : Not Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #23,533 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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Neighbors is set in San Francisco, and tells the story of Meredith White, a former actress who now lives in recluse with her caretakers. After an earthquake makes her neighbor's homes uninhabitable, Meredith invites them to live with her and now becomes involved in their lives. She also discovers that behind closed doors, everyone has their own stories. One neighbor beats his wife and his children live in fear of him, another neighbor is blind and has live in help, a third is a single man who has no interest in marriage, and goes through women like water.
Meredith also meets Charles, who has gone around to make sure that all the homes are now inhabitable. Their friendship turns to romance, and Charles helps her get rid of her current caretakers, who are stealing from her and becomes a savior to one of her neighbors and her children. He also is her support when dealing with her estranged daughter and her actress granddaughter who wants to star with her in her next film.
A great story that shows that the family that we are born in may not be the family that supports and loves us as we age.
I received an advanced copy from Net Galley and am reviewing it voluntarily.
Danielle Steel is the queen of wrapping a group of characters around your heart and not letting go! With her latest release NEIGHBOR, Steel quickly delves into the past of an aging Hollywood recluse showcasing the personal tragedy that led her to close herself off from the world and into her elaborate mansion with only her trusted caretakers.
Meredith White may have been living life out of the spotlight for a decade and a half, but when an earthquake endangers her San Francisco neighborhood, she's quick to offer up her home as a sanctuary to several displaced neighbors. We're quickly thrust into a fast paced telling of recovery, healing and moving into the next stage of livelihood as turmoil thrives and forever friendships are forged. The characters are enchanting, the drama is spot on and the happily ever afters are well-deserved.
I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys an interwoven story of friendship and life lessons with light romantic elements.
I hate to add triggers because they are often spoilers but at the same time, sometimes hard issues are dealt with in realistic ways in novels..
Triggers: domestic abuse, death of a child
all in all, a really good read!
When there was an 8.2 earthquake it caused much damage in her neighborhood. Meredith's house is a large house made of stone and she had minimal damage. She opened her house to her neighbors whose houses suffered much damage. This was life changing not only for Meredith but also for her neighbors. Debbie and Jack were not pleased with this. They had liked having Meredith to themselves.
Arthur was one of the neighbors. He is a world renowned blind pianist. He came with his assistant Peter. Joel and Ava came. He is making his money in the tech industry. Then there was Andrew and his wife Tyla and their two children Daphne and Will. Andrew is a prominent surgeon . In the span of a few short months all of their lives would be changed.
For some there are triggers in this story. There is the death of a child and an abusive relationship. They are handled with care. I loved every minute of this book and didn't want it to end.
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How does she think them up and write so many ?
Keep it up Danielle, I love 💘 them.
I have read All her books and admire all her stories because they are so different with a strong woman presence.
Each story takes you to another place, feeling.
It’s beautifully crafted.