The story opens with an introspective heroine who needs to do some soul searching. What could become stale tropes in the hands of some authors (the successful but burned out writer, the hardened, grieving widower) get satisfying treatments here. Throw in the author’s knack for capturing small town life with its cast of eccentrics and quirky characters, and the fun revs up as the story develops. Slack has a great sense of tongue in cheek humor, and can capture the essence of a character in one line. About a husband with a garrulous wife, she says, “He wore the resigned look of a man who hadn’t finished a sentence in thirty years.” Of another, “Like most men, he usually shut off his mind like a valve as soon as he hit the sheets and fell asleep as effortlessly as a cocker spaniel.” The southern names of characters are also authentically fun: Hephzibah Bean, famous for her BBQ; or Alma Faye Williams, the Ladies’ Auxiliary president. Describing a hot 4th of July parade, she notes that, “The Veterans of Foreign Wars looked like they were wilting on their float..” Small touches like these add to the developing plot of a citified writer who finds herself by losing herself (the Christian message) while also finding love in the Blue Ridge Mountains. It’s an identity crisis turned romance, and I recommend it to all those who enjoy sweet romance or Christian fiction. You’ll close the book on a smile.