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From the author of the “luminous [and] gorgeous” (Susan Wiggs) Haunting Jasmine comes a glorious new novel that reaches straight into to the heart to celebrate the resilience of the human spirit…
“I wonder how my carefully planned life could have tipped so far out of balance?”
Into the quaint town of Fairport on Shelter Island comes Lily Byrne, a young widow who is not so much running from the old but rather edging toward something new and indefinable. Here in the peaceful Pacific Northwest, newly engaged in her vintage clothing boutique, she hides from the world. But Lily knows that solitude can’t sustain her forever. Somehow, somewhere, something’s got to give. It does, with the unexpected arrival of an exuberant little cat.
As Lily searches for the cat’s true home, she embarks on a journey just as unpredictable—one of healing and renewal that opens up a whole new world in this small island community she now calls home. Saved by the hidden graces of others, she even allows herself to fall in love again. But how much of this is serendipity? How much is destiny? As Lily starts looking at herself, and her life, in an enlightening new way, she can’t help but also wonder, how long can such good fortune last?
almost like a bark. Perhaps he spent too much time around dogs. He reached out to shake her hand. She bristled, giving his fingers only a perfunctory squeeze. His hand felt warm, solid, and damp. Stubble formed a shadow on his jaw, and his eyes were pale gray, nearly colorless. His nose had a slight bump, as if someone had punched him a long time ago. Not surprising, she thought, considering his utter lack of regard for his clients’ time. “Lily Byrne.” She pulled back her hand and wiped off the
man she had first met with the way his grateful clients perceived him and the way he’d looked in the photograph—young and happy and smiling, his face ruddy and his eyes bright. Together, he and his wife had looked blissful and deeply, irrevocably bonded, as if their love had been made from stardust and sprinkled over them, casting a spell. Together, they gave off an aura of timeless joy. At the cottage, Dr. Cole parked at the curb. The cat was purring, seemingly undisturbed by the ride this
her skin look younger? Or maybe it was the lighting in here. She ran the brush through her tangled locks, wiped away the smudged liner beneath her eyes, and touched up her lipstick. A woman came into the restroom—Paige. Paige stopped, and her eyes widened. “Lily, fancy meeting you here. Small world!” “Sure is!” Lily said. “How are you?” Had Paige seen her come in with Ben? Paige came up beside Lily, shoulder to shoulder, and looked in the mirror. “You on a date?” “Sort of—” “This is the
walls; a plant in the window. Lavender soap on the bathroom sink. Maybe the magic coffee bean was working after all. Chapter Two Lily “I should warn you about the owner,” Paige said on the walk through town. Lily was happy to stretch her legs, to breathe in the clean, salty island air. “Oh?” she replied. “Is she eccentric?” “Not her, exactly, but her bookstore. You think the magic coffee bean thing is weird? Jasmine’s Bookstore is a bit unusual. Not like your typical bookstore.” “So
but not limited to, Toni Bonnell, Carol Caldwell, Dianne Gardner, Theo Gustafson, Catherine Hickey, Sandi Hill, Terrel Hoffman, Elizabeth Corcoran Murray, Penny Percenti, Gwynn Rogers, Pat Stricklin, Jan Symonds, Dee Marie, and Carol Wissmann. What would I do without my swimming friends, author Lois Faye Dyer and retired bookseller Rose Marie Harris? Thanks to Maple Grove Cottage, a new and used designer and vintage clothing store in Poulsbo, Washington; AimeeMcWhorter-Compton; Pretty Parlor in