Nine-year-old Rawly Scott pokes a message into a wine bottle sealing the cork with wax melting on his grandmother’s stove. The next morning Rawly and five members of his family travel six miles to the Atlantic shore off Newburyport, Massachusetts, and throws his bottle into the outgoing tide. One year plus four months later a young girl, Leigh Dobrev finds his bottle while on the beach south-west of Paris.
With the help of her English teacher, Leigh did as Rawly’s message in the bottle requested—she called him. The connection was made
The two children quickly learned of several coincidences: both were with their grandmothers when Rawly’s hands last touched the bottle and Leigh when her hands first to touched the bottle; they were the same age; and had the same first name: Rawleigh—their nicknames: Rawly and Leigh.
Leigh, now ten, dreams of growing up to be a chocolatier, of owning her own candy shop in Paris with a display of her delicacies in little clear boxes tied with gold ribbon the shop window and a glass case showing chocolate truffles to tantalize her patron’s pallet.
Rawly builds model rockets and dreams of something big in his life. At ten he didn’t know what that might be. Perhaps riding into space on one of his rockets?
Grandmother Scott is not content with a phone call between the two, and so arranges to fly the family to France—a meeting of the two children. A bit shy at first, kicking a soccer ball on the beach breaks the ice. When it was time to leave Rawly waves goodbye wistfully thinking how beautiful Leigh is. A couple of letters passed between them but the enchantment wanes as the trials and tribulations of growing from youngsters to adults fill their lives.
It wasn’t until Rawly flies to Paris thirteen years later, on spring break before his graduation and commissioning as an U.S. Air Force Lieutenant, that sparks ignite between the two. Rawly left his friends for what was to be a one-day side trip to see Leigh once again in Pornic. The spark at ten reignited at twenty-two. The original visit to be one day turns into six—was the magnetism of the bottle at work? Leaving his buddies to fend for themselves, he stayed with Leigh, inviting her to Newburyport for the following Christmas holiday, nine months away. Leigh eagerly accepted his invitation.
Did the bottle’s journey set the course for their true destiny?
Such a sweet but also exciting story. There is a unique way the main characters meet with especially lovely love story along with chilling suspense. Over all a really nice read.