I enjoyed a singularly compelling experience late last month. I cracked the cover of this book and was instantly transported to Cape Light, Massachusetts, a community whose magic lies in the development of its characters, its various plot lines, and the flowing writing style of its authors—a writing style that seems to blend the best of Luanne Rice, Nicholas Sparks, Richard Paul Evans and anyone else you can think of who writes like that.
I read book one in this series because some of the later books are Christmas ones, and I had planned to read those this month. But they are much later in the series, and rather than crash the party in the middle as I’m so often fond of doing where book series reading is concerned, I’m actually going to read the other books in the series that lead up to the Christmas ones. These are just too good not to read that way—at least the first one seems to indicate that to me. Let me try to set this up for you:
Thirty-two-year-old Jessica Warwick is coming home, and she’s not entirely happy about it. She’s leaving behind the lights and thrills of Boston to return to Cape Light. Her aging mother needs more help than Jessica’s sister, Emily, can provide alone. So reluctantly, back she goes, but she insists that it’s only temporary. Soon she’ll be back in Boston among her friends and back in the life of Paul, the sophisticated wealthy businessman she’s been dating off and on.
It is largely through Jessica’s eyes that you acquaint yourself with the other residents of this idyllic town.
In addition to Emily, Jessica’s sister and the town mayor, you’ll quickly meet Charlie and Lucy Bates. Charlie owns the town’s bustling eatery, second only in importance to the local church as a gathering place for community members. Charlie wants to be mayor, and he’s giving poor Emily lots of political headaches as he mounts his campaign to unseat her. But his domestic life is in flux; Lucy, his wife, wants to go back to college to get her nursing degree, and Charlie, being fearful of domestic change, isn’t sure he wants her to do that.
While you’re in the Clam Box—that’s Charlie’s eatery—leave a good-sized tip for pretty, quiet Sara Franklin. She’s the young woman who has come to town from Maryland for the summer and has a job waiting tables. Emily doesn’t know it, but Sara is more than likely the daughter Emily gave up years ago following a personal tragedy that involved the death of her beloved husband, Tim.
There’s an interesting conflict here as Jessica develops a serious attraction for Sam Morgan, the handsome, independent, church-going handy man. Jessica is a long way from abandoning her career-oriented Boston self to a church attending believer, at least at first.
I tend to run screaming from books that are too shrill and blatant in their attempts to proselyte me to the author’s way of believing. To my pleasant surprise, this book didn’t leave me squirming and reaching for the back cover. Yes, there is significant Christian sentiment here. The power of prayer is most definitely in play, but these authors manage to make their point without making you feel somehow button-holed and yelled at. Granted, this book is probably a little schmaltzy and syrupy and sappy in spots. But face it, this is the season where a little syrupy sweetness is likely more tolerable perhaps than at other times of the year. I felt a certain comfort level with Jessica Warwick. As she changed, I found myself accepting her changes as believable and understandable. Big-city girl though she was, she managed to keep her wits about her and her clothes on even when she and Sam were at their closest and most intimate. In other words, this a squeaky clean book devoid of explicit sexual descriptions and profanity, and even though it’s not a Christmas book, It’s a totally appropriate December read.
I do feel the need to caution some of you against this book. There’s not a lot of hard-biting complicated sophistication to it. It’s pretty heartland despite its near-Boston setting. It’s what I imagine a Kinkade painting looks like. I enjoyed it enough that I suspect I’ll finish the series, including the later Christmas books.