Marilyn Quayle's first novel would never have been published had it not been for her marriage to former VP Danforth Quayle; the extremely poor quality of that work should have guaranteed a permenant remission of her literary malignancy.Unfortunately, this was not the case. This book is trite; the characters are totally one-dimensional, the dialogue is laughably BAD (nobody talks the way they do in this book; at least I hope they don't), and I can't remember a novel so unreadable that I was tempted to just give it up and return it.This low-brow, worthless bit of propoganda for the GOP get zero stars from me.