Walking on Trampolines, by Frances Whiting, is a quick, easy read about friends, boyfriends, moms, dads, and daughters–and all the different ways they interact with each other. I agree with other reviewers that the prologue hooks you. A woman sleeping with her best friend’s husband? Yowza, I’m in. And despite the seriousness of the transgression, Whiting actually manages to keep the tone of the book light. While I always felt invested in these characters, I never really felt their burdens became my burdens. I wasn’t too worried about them, since I always had that feeling that things would work out okay.
My only complaint is that I wish there had been more satisfying closure between Lulu, Josh, and Annabelle. It was so hard for me to understand how (SPOILER ALERT) they could betray Lulu the way that they did. I wanted a great outburst from Lulu: Confrontation! Anger! Indignation! Then again, I guess Annabelle does get hers in the end, but it still felt lackluster. I wanted more.
Regardless, I liked reading this book. I breezed through it in a couple of days and enjoyed the relatable characters, engaging story, and satisfying (enough) ending. I will definitely be on the lookout for other books by Whiting.
