Don’t judge me for reading this book. Every now and then, I read something that’s just fantasy, something I wouldn’t normally choose, just for the lessons – to see what I can learn about the world from things I would normally exclude. This week, Season of the Dragonflies was that pick.
The Lenore family makes perfume, but not just any ordinary perfume. Their family scent is a magical potion that changes a woman’s body chemistry causing things to happen in her life. The family is wealthy because they have been selling this power to a selected group of women so they can dominate their craft and attract success to themselves.
The matriarch, Willow, is ready to retire but even with two adult daughters, she hasn’t named an heiress to the legacy. There’s the older, Mya, passionate and reckless, who has stayed by her side over the years. Then there’s Lucia, who’s never shown an interest in the business, choosing a life in New York and her dream of being an actress. But now the dragonflies have herded her back home and are following her around.
The men in their lives are like the dragonflies, swarming them, strong enough to attract these Lenore women but they don’t seem powerful enough to keep them. Can even one of these women find real love?
The story line is a little predictable, with all the happy endings achieved to ensure the continuation of the legacy.
I gave points for the originality with which the book begins but points deducted for how the story develops. 324 pages and I had to go to Google to understand why it was named Season of the Dragonflies – the insect is used to symbolize a change in perspective or the search for a deeper meaning.
Overall rating, 2 1/2 stars.