From the back cover: "Jane Margaux is a longely little girl. Her mother, a powerful Broadway producer, makes time for her only once a week, for their Sunday trip to admire jewelry at Tiffany's. Jane has only one friend: a handsome, comforting, funny man named Michael. He's perfect. But only she can see him. Michael can't stay forever, though. On Jane's ninth birthday he leaves, promising her that she'll forget him soon. He was there to help her until she was old enough to manage on her own, and now there are other children who need his help. Years later, in her thirties, Jane is just as alone as she was as a child. And despite her success as a playwright, she is even more trapped by her overbearing mother. Then she meets a man: a handsome, comforting, funny man. He's perfect --"
I probably would have liked this book more if I had not listened to a simlar story by Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now last year. The similarities were a little jarring. Still I liked the character of Michael. He is perfect but also conflicted in his role as an imaginery friend. I would have liked Jane better if she had showed a bit more spunk. Her relationship with her boyfriend, the gorgeous actor who starred in her play, makes no sense as he is a self-centered and incredibly rude jerk. She is also a bit of a door mat to her mother which is more understandable as she wants her mother to love her, and her mother is also her boss. Still, it was a pleasant romance to listen to while driving. I fast forwarded through the obligatory sex scene so I can't tell you if it was plausible or not. But I enjoyed the relationship between Jane and Michael and found the book pretty good.