Beverly Marie Inman was born on 23 December 1946 in Tuscumbia, Alabama, USA. Daughter of Doris Marie and Walter D. Inman Jr. A born romantic, she fell in love with The Beauty and the Beast epic at an early age, when her grandfather bought her an illustrated copy of the famous fairy tale. Even before she learned to read and write, her vivid imagination created magical words and fabulous characters inside her mind. Movies fascinated her, and by the time she was seven she was rewriting the movies she saw on television and at the local theater to give them all happy endings. By the age of nine she'd penned her first novel. She wrote short stories, TV scripts, poetry, and novels throughout high school and into college.
After her marriage to Billy Ray Beaver, the "love of her life", and the births of her two children, Beverly continued to be a voracious reader and a devoted moviegoer, but she put her writing aspirations on hold until her children were teenagers. At every age of their lives, from infancy to adulthood, the children had been a true joy to her. She devoted herself to her husband and children and considered herself one of the many selfless "supermoms" who put their family's needs first. She believed she had had it all, just not all at the same time.
In her mid-30s, Beverly returned to her former passion — writing — as a hobby, but before 40, she decided that she wanted to make writing a full-time career. And when she rediscovered an old dream — of becoming a published writer — no one was more supportive of her aspirations than her family. Her children were her greatest cheerleaders and her husband was her biggest supporter. After writing over 40 books and receiving numerous awards and nominations, as well as having books on the USA Today list and consistently on the Waldenbooks bestseller list, her career was indeed a dream come true. Having a fantastic family and fabulous friends, as well as making a living doing the one thing she had loved doing since childhood, she considered herself truly blessed. Beverly died suddenly of heart failure on 21 April 2011.
Lydia's husband and Wade's wife have just died - while in the middle of an affair - and now the whole town knows. With tongues wagging, Wade is the only person Lydia feels can understand her grief and anger. But the two are drawn together by lust as much as by their shared tragedy - and in their small Southern town, the mayor's wife and the farmer are going to stir up a lot of talk...
I feel sort of let down by this book. I read Wade's brother Britt's story (in Cameron) first, and that was a gorgeous tale. This one, I'm less enamoured of. I liked the first half, right up to where Lydia gets pregnant, and then disliked most of the second half. Wade seems to undergo a great change halfway through the book, and not for the better - he goes from taciturn to downright mean. They do get their happy ending (as is standard in this genre) but it seems rushed, like it comes out of nowhere. Ma Cameron and Wade's daughter add some lightness, but not enough for me to read this again. 3 stars for the beginning, 2 for the second half, but we'll round up.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.