This poor book had three strikes against it going in, and it overcame every one of them. I assiduously avoid reading books where the characters are blind or otherwise disabled. It’s a romance; I stopped reading those in about 2014 except for Christmas-oriented ones. It’s a self-published product, and while those can be amazing and leave the major publishing houses in shame and confusion because they didn’t pick up the book, they’re often less than stellar. This book was so excellent none of those prohibitions and concerns mattered.
A corrupt California court has stripped recently divorced Elizabeth Bennett of custody of her two-year-old daughter. Siting concerns that her blindness prevented her from being a safe, good parent, the court awarded custody to an obviously uncaring father, because, as any court will tell you, sight is a far more important component than love when it comes to raising kids.
A spiritually broken Bennett picks up the shattered bits of her life and moves to Haven Valley, Colorado to be geographically closer to her younger sister. The two were already close in every other way.
Michael Kelly pastors a small church in Haven Valley, and he realizes just days before Christmas that he’s left his notes for the Christmas Eve service on his desk at the office. Although it’s late at night, he wants to transfer his ideas from notepaper to his laptop. Kelly’s story is a tragic one. Not long after his son, Ethan, was born, Kelly’s wife died at the hands of a drunk driver. His grief has been intense and long-lasting, to say the least.
Unable to sleep on one of those lonely nights before Christmas, Bennett harnesses her guide dog and the two step out into a cold and snowy Colorado night for a therapeutic walk. Not a believer in God per se, Bennett walks by what she knows to be a small neighborhood church. On a whim, she tries the doorknob, and it opens. She and the dog take shelter in the building, finding the chapel and going inside to solitarily sit on a bench and shed tears.
That’s the sound Michael Kelly hears when he’s locking up the place. Being himself a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief, Kelly zeros in on the source of the weeping, and life will never be the same again for either of them.
So, what’s to love about this book? If you purchase the audio edition from Audible, the narrator is the first thing you’ll check off your “I loved this because” list. She is off-the-charts fantastic. She reads Gomes’s brilliantly written dialogue so naturally and well that you’ll love the expression with which she reads. She speeds up and slows down her cadences in exactly the right places, and she doesn’t overdramatize passages. So skillful is her narration that she becomes part of the book. If this book ever provides the author with more than ample pocket change, Whitney Dykhouse, the Audible narrator, deserves significant credit for helping that happen.
I was blown away by the gloss and polish evidenced in both the writing and editing. Too many self-published authors with what could have been a great book cut themselves to bits on the coral reef of crummy edits and terrible editing. By some means or other, Gomes avoids the amateur editor trap entirely. A lot of those self-published titles look like someone’s clumsy first draft. Gomes and her editing team purposefully and carefully edited this, and it shows.
I enjoyed the fact that this isn’t a tropey romance. Usually, about midway through the book, the romance breaks down because of good old tropey miscommunication between the couple. When I see that in a romance, my first reaction is to think, for goodness sakes, can’t you two just talk and resolve this? The author avoided that pitfall by creating a different kind of disruption. It’s wonderful because it strikes at the heart of the original custody battle Bennett faced as the book opened. At one point in the book, the unbeliever Elizabeth Bennett uses scriptures with maximum impact to utterly obliterate the arguments of gossipers and slanderers within the congregation. Gomes points out in the back of the book that someone found those verses for her, but it was Gomes’s writing that placed them at exactly the right spot to have the maximum impact, and that’s commendatory by every measure.
There’s only one scene in the book that felt flat and forced. It’s a point at which an aging congregant whose husband recently died seeks solace and spiritual refreshment from her pastor. Kelly is so intent on not speaking platitudes that he does little to help. It would have been more in keeping with his character to read a few lines of scripture with her. Sometimes verses that feel commonplace when studied alone can take on a whole new spiritual power when two or more gather to study those passages.
I loved the author’s deliberate decision that kept Kelly and Bennett from engaging in premarital sex. That’s rare enough in all fiction these days to make any thoughtful reader stop and stare for a second. It was a great decision, and it was consistent with his character. I applauded it throughout the book.