Sunrise on Cedar Key

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Set on the enchanting island of Cedar Key, Terri DuLong's new novel weaves a warm, welcoming tale of second—and even third—chances, of long-held secrets, and newfound loves. . .

For the second time in ten years, Grace Stone is starting over on Cedar Key. Grace first moved to the serene island to escape a disastrous relationship. Now a visit with her Aunt Maude is interrupted by unwelcome news: Grace's apartment and coffee shop have been ...

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Overview

Set on the enchanting island of Cedar Key, Terri DuLong's new novel weaves a warm, welcoming tale of second—and even third—chances, of long-held secrets, and newfound loves. . .

For the second time in ten years, Grace Stone is starting over on Cedar Key. Grace first moved to the serene island to escape a disastrous relationship. Now a visit with her Aunt Maude is interrupted by unwelcome news: Grace's apartment and coffee shop have been destroyed by fire.

Grace is devastated, yet ever-practical Maude has a plan. While she helps Grace resettle, Maude even has a business venture in mind—weekend knitting retreats where women can craft, chat, and support one another.

But other surprises await, including the return of Grace's estranged sister, and a tentative romance with the local bookstore owner. Knitting together her past and future will mean untangling the painful threads Grace left behind. But the result could be a vibrant new life—and the courage to live it fully. . .

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"A delightful addition to that genre of needlecraft-inspired books." —Library Journal

"A southern Debbie Macomber, but with a flair all her own." —Karin Gillespie

"DuLong delivers another powerfully moving look at mothers and daughters, sisters and friends. . . highly recommended!" —Barbara Bretton, USA Today bestselling author

"You'll fall instantly in love with Cedar Key and this homespun knitting community, crafted with expert hands." —New York Times bestselling author, Lori Wilde

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758268655
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 11/1/2011
  • Pages: 352
  • Sales rank: 137,141
  • Product dimensions: 5.52 (w) x 8.28 (h) x 0.88 (d)

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Sunrise on Cedar Key


By Terri DuLong

KENSINGTON BOOKS

Copyright © 2011 Terri DuLong
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-6865-5


Chapter One

I was awakened to the insistent ringing of my cell phone on the bedside table. My glance at the digital clock told me it was five-thirty. Who on earth would be calling me so early?

I answered to hear the voice of Jim Jacobs, Cedar Key's fire chief.

"Miss Gracie ... I'm afraid I have some bad news for you. We had a humdinger of a thunderstorm here on the island during the night. I hate to have to tell you this ... but lightning struck the coffee shop, setting it on fire. The volunteer fire department got the call about three, and when we arrived, the building was fully engulfed. At three in the morning, with nobody out and about, it got a pretty good head start. That wind was blowing about twenty-five to thirty miles an hour, and that sure didn't help. I'm so sorry to have to call and tell you this."

Lightning? Fire? Coffee shop? What the hell was he talking about? Shaking my head in an attempt to clear it from sleep, I said, "Oh, my God! Was anybody hurt? Are you telling me my place is ... gone?"

"No, nobody was hurt. But yeah ... I'm afraid there isn't much left of the structure. I know you're in Brunswick helping your aunt with her move. When were you planning to return to Cedar Key?"

"Later today. After the movers load up the furniture. They came for the boxes yesterday, so we were planning to leave here this afternoon, but we could get on the road sooner. Oh, God, I can't believe my place is gone!"

"No, no, you take your time. There's no rush for you to get back here, but do me a favor and call me when you come off Three forty-five and hit SR Twenty-four. I want to meet you at the scene. And Miss Gracie ... I can't tell you how sorry I am, and I know sometimes words don't help, but I'm sure glad you weren't in your apartment when the fire started."

I knew he was right—but at the moment my only thoughts were focusing on all that I'd lost. Sitting on the edge of the bed I tried to visualize what my former residence and business must look like now—ten years' worth of my life, literally gone up in smoke.

A wet nose nudged my elbow, and I looked down to see Annie gazing up at me with soulful brown eyes. Looking more like a stuffed toy than a fifteen-pound cream-colored canine of questionable ancestry, she always brought a smile to my face. My vet placed her heritage somewhere between a schnauzer and a poodle, with maybe a tad of spaniel. An orphan, she'd found her way to the door of my coffee shop during a downpour a few months before, and her exact combination of breed would remain a mystery. Which was fine with me. I attempted to find her owner, but it was apparent the poor mutt was indeed an orphan. Hence, the name Annie. I took her to the vet and was informed she was about nine months old and needed to be spayed, have her shots and a flea treatment, and get started on heartworm protection. All of which I did, and when I went to bring her home, the look in her eyes and exuberant wag of her tail convinced me we were meant to be together. Especially since I'd lost my precious Mr. Whiskers only a few weeks before Annie's arrival. A sudden heart attack took him to the Rainbow Bridge at age fifteen.

I patted her curly head as I felt moisture filling my eyes. "And now we're both orphans, Annie."

A soft knock on the door caused me to swipe at my tears.

"Gracie, are you awake?" I heard Aunt Maude say.

I got up and opened the door to find my aunt tying the sash on her cotton robe.

"I thought I heard a phone. Is everything okay?"

"You did; it was my cell phone. I'm sorry it woke you."

"No, no. I was awake. What's wrong?"

Her love and concern brought forth the flood of tears I'd been trying to hold back and propelled me into her waiting arms.

"Oh, Grace, sweetie," she murmured into my ear. "What's going on? Who called you?"

She then led me to my bed, where she sat beside me, one arm around my shoulder.

"It was Jim Jacobs, the fire chief from Cedar Key," I relayed, and went on to explain what had occurred a few hours before.

"Oh! Lord! What a terrible thing to happen. Was anybody hurt?"

I shook my head, sniffled, and reached for a tissue from the bedside table. "No, thank goodness. But everything is gone, Aunt Maude. Gone! My apartment, my business ... everything."

I felt her soothing hand brushing back the curls that framed my face.

"I know. This is a terrible shock for you, but we'll get through it. Like we've gotten through other crises. Together. Did Jim think you should leave now to go back?"

"No, there's not much I can do at this point. From the sound of it, there's nothing for me to salvage. I told him the movers were coming this morning and that we'd be there by early evening."

Aunt Maude stood up, her full five feet seven inches hovering over me. "Okay. Then why don't you take your shower and I'll go downstairs to get coffee and breakfast started. Then we'll figure out what you're doing."

Leave it to my aunt. She'd always had a wonderful way of taking charge, and even during some difficult events of my life she made me feel there was always hope.

I watched Annie follow her into the hallway and downstairs before I headed to the bathroom.

After stepping out of the shower, I applied my favorite L'Occitane body lotion. The scent of verbena filled the room and lifted my sprits momentarily. Looking into the mirror, an oval face, dark green eyes, and a cloud of shoulder-length auburn curls stared back at me. I didn't look like a thirty-six-year-old homeless person—my entire life had changed, but I still looked like me.

After applying minimal makeup and throwing on jeans and a T-shirt, I followed the wonderful aroma of coffee down to the kitchen, where I also now caught the additional aroma of Aunt Maude's croissants baking in the oven. That smell never failed to remind me of the days I had spent in France with my aunt, soaking up the Parisian way of life at a terrace café, sipping strong coffee with the fragrance of baked goods from the local patisserie in the air.

Maude stood at the counter, her back to me, placing various cheeses and meats onto a platter. She showed no signs of osteoporosis with her straight posture. Snow white hair was pulled back into a classic French twist, and she looked a good five years younger than her seventy-two years. My heart swelled with love for her. She had always been more of a mother to me than an aunt, especially when both of my parents were killed in an automobile accident in France. Due to my parents' antique business and travel, I had spent the majority of time here in my aunt's house. A house that also became mine after my parents' death. Aunt Maude raised me from the age of twelve, always giving me a sense of love and security.

She turned around to the sound of Annie running up to me.

"You look better after your shower. Coffee's ready, and it won't be too much longer for the croissants. I'm just reheating them."

"Thanks," I said, leaning down to give Annie a pat. Then I poured the rich, strong liquid into a mug and took a sip, savoring the flavor. "The movers arrive at eight, right?"

My aunt nodded and joined me at the table. "Yes, and I don't know what I would have done without you here this past week to help me get all those boxes packed."

I smiled. "Are you kidding? To have you move to the island permanently, I would have done anything."

My trip back to Brunswick, Georgia, the previous week had been my first in ten years. When Aunt Maude had supported my decision to relocate, she understood my reluctance to return to Brunswick. It had been agreed that she would be the one to make the trip to Cedar Key a few times a year so we could visit in person, rather than just having our daily phone calls. So Aunt Maude faithfully crawled along I-95 in her oversized blue Cadillac to visit the niece that she'd raised. Not once did she make me feel selfish or foolish for not wanting to return to my hometown—and risk the chance that I might bump into Beau Hamilton.

But the previous year she'd been diagnosed with macular degeneration, and we both knew that her driving days to Cedar Key were over.

My aunt laughed. "Well, I'm not sure if I should call it luck, divine intervention, or serendipity, but when you told me about the Coachman House going up for sale a few months ago, I knew it was time for me to begin a new adventure, and if that adventure brought me to where you were, all the better."

The thought of what I'd lost came rushing back to me. "And now I'm homeless," I said, hating the whine in my tone.

"Grace Ann Stone, you are not homeless. You will stay with me tonight at the Faraway Inn. Tomorrow we'll get my new place in shape, and don't forget, Coachman House has another apartment on the second floor. Even though I knew you had your own place above the coffee shop, I thought that apartment upstairs from me would be ideal for you, and now ..."

"Really?" I hadn't given that a thought since I'd received Jim's phone call. "Weren't you going to rent that apartment?"

"Well, since I have nobody lined up yet, of course you can have it. As I said, when I thought about buying the place, I knew it would be perfect for the two of us, but I certainly didn't expect you to give up your own place, so I knew I could find somebody to rent it."

Things were suddenly beginning to look a tad brighter. Jumping up from the table, I leaned over to kiss my aunt's cheek. "Consider me your new tenant, and of course I'll pay you rent."

Maude pulled me into a tight embrace. "There's plenty of time to discuss that," she said.

A low growling sound drew our attention to the hallway off the kitchen.

Annie was curled up at one end of the hall having a staring match with Aunt Maude's cat. I think it could be safely said that Lafitte probably tipped the scales a good five pounds higher than my little pooch did. Lafitte was a robust (being kind here) gray and white Maine Coon cat. This breed was known for their increased size, and Lafitte had an increased amount of attitude to match. Not in a mean way, but more in a patriarch sort-of way. He was in charge, and from the moment Annie arrived, he'd made sure she knew it. Poor little Annie was still trying to decide if this humongous amount of feline fur was friend or foe.

When she saw me enter the room, her tail started wagging, but she didn't give up her post.

Wiggling her leash in my hand, I said, "Hey, girl. Are you up for a short walk around the square?" Certain things in life caused Annie extreme joy—her leash and the anticipation of a walk was one of them. She came racing over, temporarily forgetting the staring match. She jumped in circles and whimpered, which I took to be an emphatic yes.

"I'm just going to take her out for a quick walk," I told my aunt. "I'll be back shortly to have one of your delicious croissants."

Chapter Two

Following Annie's walk and breakfast, I headed upstairs to my bedroom. After stripping the bed of linens, I placed them into a plastic bag to be laundered once we arrived on Cedar Key. Looking around, I let out a deep sigh.

This house held so many memories for me. Not all of them good ones. I had always loved this bedroom. The Victorian style boasted a mansard roof, creating my private domain from age twelve until fourteen years later—the day I got a phone call making me realize it was time to leave Brunswick for good. The events of that day and the ones that followed had turned my life upside down. But I had survived, and I would survive the recent upheaval in my life—once again, with Aunt Maude's love and support.

"How're you doing up there?" I heard her holler up the stairs. "The movers will be here in about twenty minutes."

"Good," I hollered back. "Be right down."

Standing at the window, I took a final look outside, across the square to the house my parents had once owned. Staring at the two-story Victorian left me devoid of emotion. No warm and fuzzy feelings for the house I'd been brought to as a newborn. No childhood remembrances of Christmas, Thanksgiving, or birthday parties. If my parents had even been home for these events, they were exhausted from the travel their business required. Therefore, all of these events, along with most of my childhood memories, had been experienced here, at Aunt Maude's house.

Going downstairs, I heard the phone ringing and walked into the kitchen to hear my aunt say, "Good morning, Suellen. Yes, she's right here. Hold on."

I felt a smile cross my face as I took the phone. There's a lot to be said for a childhood friend you've known since the first grade.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Well, you sure don't sound as perky as I thought you'd be this morning. You're heading back to your beloved Cedar Key and taking your aunt with you."

I let out a deep sigh. "I'm afraid I got some really bad news a couple hours ago," I said, and went on to explain about Jim Jacobs's phone call.

Suellen's audible gasp came across the phone line. "Oh! My God! I can't believe this! Are you saying your coffee shop and your apartment are ... gone?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Totally gone."

"Oh, Gracie, I'm so sorry to hear this. What are you going to do? Where will you live? Where will you work? Is there anything at all you might be able to save from the fire? What can I do to help you? Just tell me. I'll do anything to help you...."

Suellen hadn't changed since the first time I met her. She was easily excitable, and sometimes her speech raced along faster than the Daytona 500, causing me to lose half her words. For a Southern girl, her pace in speaking was more like a Yankee.

I laughed. "Take a breath, slow down," I told her. "I honestly don't know what I'm doing, except that tonight I'll stay with Aunt Maude at the Faraway. She had booked there for two nights because the movers won't have everything unloaded from the truck till sometime tomorrow afternoon. I won't be on the street homeless—my aunt has already said that she wants me to take the apartment upstairs from her. Beyond that ... I honestly don't know."

"Well, I was planning to go down there in a couple weeks, but I could come now if you need me. Really, it wouldn't be a problem. I'll just call Miss Dixie at the Inn and tell her I need a few days off."

"Suellen, you're too sweet. Really. But no, let's stick with the original plan. Come and visit me in a couple weeks. I should be pretty well settled in my new place by then."

"Okay, if you're sure. But if you need me, you know I'm just a phone call away." She paused for a moment and then asked, "And you still haven't seen Beau since you've been here?"

"No, and we'll be leaving this afternoon so I managed to avoid that." Damn. Why did just the mention of his name still have the ability to speed up my heart rate? Not wanting to discuss Beau Hamilton, I said, "Thanks for your help, Suellen. I'll call you later to give you an update on the fire."

With Aunt Maude beside me, Lafitte in his cat carrier, and Annie curled up on the backseat, I made the drive from Brunswick to Cedar Key. Minimal conversation between my aunt and me allowed my mind to race and try to sort out what had happened, but when I stood on Dock Street and stared at the remains of my business and home, I still couldn't comprehend the impact of my loss.

I heard Jim and Aunt Maude talking as if from a distance while my eyes took in the charred structure that no longer resembled my pride and joy. My second-story apartment had pretty much ended up in the ground floor coffee shop. Three walls of what had been my living space had disappeared. Only black rubble was left for the entire world to see. My beautiful sign, Coffee, Tea and Thee, now hung at a grotesque angle with the wood buckled and the words barely legible. How could this happen? How could all that I loved and valued be taken from me in a heartbeat?

Before I even realized what was happening I felt tears streaming down my face as my legs turned to jelly. The scene before me blurred, and I felt strong arms go around my shoulders to support me.

"Miss Gracie? Miss Gracie, are you okay?" I heard Jim Jacobs say with concern.

Okay? I'll probably never be okay again, I thought, and only continued to sob harder.

Then I heard another male voice. "Maybe we should get her away from here for now. I have the golf cart. Why don't we go over to the bookshop for some coffee?"

(Continues...)



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  • Posted October 26, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    Terri writes so that the people in the store are like old friends. It is a great read, I love all her books. The area sounds like a great place to live.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 15, 2011

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    This is a warm tender contemporary tale

    A decade ago Grace Stone and Beau Hamilton broke up. She moved to Cedar Key, Florida where she opened up "Coffee, Tea and Thee". Recently she convinced her beloved Aunt Maude to move from Brunswick to Cedar Key. However, while helping her relative, Grace learns her coffee shop and her apartment were destroyed in a fire.

    Maude invites Grace to live with her in the historic "Coachman House" and partner with her in turning the large home into "The Blue Moon Knitting Retreat". Grace and Lucas Trudeau, the newcomer who owns the Book Shop, meet and are attracted to one another. Meanwhile her estranged sister Chloe arrives, which in Grace's mind means trouble and nastiness as she and her sibling have never gotten along.

    This is a warm tender contemporary tale starring a strong cast who bond one stitch at a time. The amazing Grace is the glue that holds the plot together as she reinvents herself for the second time. The secondary characters enhance the engaging novel as knitting brings together a caring sisterhood. Terri DuLong provides a charming Cedar key sunrise.

    Harriet Klausner

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 21, 2013

    Forget it

    I found the writing to be very akward, and what also disturbed me was how everything was so sunny and happy and right.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2013

    Great book!

    This is a great chick book. If you love to knit this is the book for you. The characters are real, face real problems. There is a strong bond between the women in the book and a lot of support among them. The community itself is very close knit. It makes you was to move to Cedar Key and go to the knitters retreat

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  • Posted September 28, 2012

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    What a lovely book!

    Another great book from Terri DuLong! What a great setting for a story and such charming characters. I love the location (I want to go there) and the women's lives are touching and realistic. I will keep reading this author!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Enjoyable

    Nice mix, enjoyable, nice to get away.

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  • Posted January 5, 2012

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    The power of knitting!

    Terri Dulong brings us back to the eclectic fishing village of Cedar Key, Florida with her third installment of her women’s fiction series whose heart-warming and humorous cast of characters is as close-knit as a cable sweater! An early morning call to Grace who is out of town gathering her Aunt Maude in her much anticipated relocation to Cedar Key sets off a chain reaction of life-altering events. The pages revolve around lessons learned in the importance of “family” whether related or not, (the fact that you cannot do anything about who you are actually related to, notwithstanding). Grace finds herself in an up close and personal interaction with her estranged older sister, which provides them both with the long overdue insight to events that eventually bond them together. Grace finds herself at last facing the source that initially sent her off in escape to Cedar Key. This not so chance meeting which she had avoided thus far, at last provides her with the closure needed to open her heart to another. Filled with women’s empowerment (and the love of knitting!), Sunrise on Cedar Key makes for some very enjoyable reading and leaves you with wondrous thoughts as to what the next installment will likely have in store for us.

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  • Posted December 1, 2011

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    super

    Sunrise on Cedar Keys by Terri Dulong
    Such tragedy at the very beginning of this story: Grace not only loses her coffee shop but her apartment in a fire while
    she is picking up an aunt that is relocating to the island. To make matters worse as she's settling into the new house with her and they discuss a new business venture that both are really excited about: knitting weekend retreat. Sounds like heaven to me along with the local yarn store providing yarn, etc but a call from her older married sister makes her become very angry.

    She's had everything she's ever wanted in life and now it's all crumbled and Grace is allowing her to come live with them til the divorce. And her best friend Suellen also wants to relocate to the island.

    I'm in love with this seaside town. They take care of the stray animals with donations.

    Love the idea of their business and wish it was real-it'd be an ideal vacation spot.

    Like the intrigue of the tarot cards, quite interesting along with island folklore and the history.

    Now Grace has cravings of having a child before she's too old because another friend is having a baby.
    Having the cleaning womans' child with them all at the holidays really shows the cheer on the island.
    some old things are brought up and they can destroy many lives. Just when they had found one another.
    I rate this book a 5 for the different point of view-it's refreshing. The characters are just so huggable.
    The scenery and comfort you can find on the island is just precious.

    Closeness and the ability to talk to one another to work through problems really got to me.

    And another book in this series is in the works. I hadn't realized there were 2 other books prior to this one. I will have to go get them and read them.

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  • Posted November 2, 2011

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    Sunrise on Cedar Key is 4 stars and a box of tissues

    Sunrise on Cedar Key By: Terri Dulong Copyright: November 2011 Publisher: Kensington Fiction For the second time in ten years, Grace Stone is starting over on Cedar Key. Grace first moved to the serene island to escape a disastrous relationship. Now a visit with her Aunt Maude is interrupted by unwelcome news: Grace's apartment and coffee shop have been destroyed by fire. Grace is devastated, yet ever-practical Maude has a plan. While she helps Grace resettle, Maude even has a business venture in mind-weekend knitting retreats where women can craft, chat, and support one another. But other surprises await her, including the return of Grace's estranged sister, and a tentative romance with the local bookstore owner. Knitting together her past and future will mean untangling the painful threads Grace left behind. But the result could be a vibrant new life-and the courage to live it fully. . . Gracie is visiting her aunt Maude to help her with her move to Cedar Key. She is awakened at 5:30 am by the insistent ringing of her cell phone. She is barely awake when Jim Jacobs the town's Fire Chief informs her that her apartment and the coffee shop under it have been totally destroyed by fire. This is NOT what she wants to hear this early in the day. All she has left are the clothes she brought to her aunt's house. She is distressed and overwhelmed by the enormity of this abrupt change to her life. Aunt Maude offers to let Gracie live in the upstairs apartment at her new house until she finds other quarters and also explains that she wants Gracie as a partner in her new business venture. So with all these things reverberating through her head, she and her aunt finish packing aunt Maude's belongings and hit the road for Cedar Key. Grace and her sister have not and do not get along. Finding out that Mrs. Perfect is separated and getting divorced, AND moving to Cedar Key is putting a lot of strain on Gracie's ability to plan what and how she is going to get things back on track. This is a story about family, reconciliation, love, new business ventures, and a large box of tissues. Terri DuLong has the gift for pulling you into the world of her story with her storytelling. I felt like I was in the room with the characters and witnessing their lives first hand. FTC Full Disclosure: This book was supplied by the publishers in hopes of a fair and impartial review.

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  • Posted October 4, 2011

    "A Not-To-Be-Missed Yarn of Friendship and Romance"

    Grace Stone relocated to Cedar Key, Florida ten years ago, to heal and begin a new life-one without ex-love, Beau Hamilton!! After much worry and coaxing, she finally convinces her Aunt Maude; the special lady who raised her from pre-teen to adult, into moving from Brunswick to Cedar Key, so they could be closer in her declining years. While Grace is in the process of helping Aunt Maude pack for the move, she receives a life-altering phone call. Her beloved coffee Shop; "Coffee, Tea and Thee" had been destroyed by fire along with her apartment and just about everything she owned. After the initial shock has passed, it is Aunt Maude to the rescue with a solution, by offering Grace a home in the historic "Coachman House" that Maude had purchased, with an idea, that with the resurgence of knitting, she will turn the accompanying cavernous carriage house into a weekend haven for knitters named "The Blue Moon Knitting Retreat" and asks Grace if she would be her partner in the venture. Grace agrees to both and this change in her life is accompanied by the renewal of old friendships and making new ones, especially Lucas Trudeau; the handsome Frenchman, who is about to open a Book Shop in Cedar key. Despite the hectic schedule of getting the retreat advertised for bookings and her jumbled life settled in the extra apartment in the "Coachman House". Grace's past seems to haunt her day and night and cause her unrest. Secrets hidden deeply within her, begin to surface both in her dreams and in the tarot cards. Calm, ordinary days turn into a "roller coaster ride of life", for just as Grace thinks it could be smooth sailing-her snarky, older, soon-to-be-divorced sister, Chloe; shows up in Cedar key! Grace is sure Chloe will throw their lives into turmoil, as they never got along when they were younger. We all go through changes in our lives; some, good.some, not so great. You will follow Grace as she deals with what life hands her, complete with truths, lies, misconceptions and doubts. But above all, as Aunt Maude so succinctly put it, "Love follows us in death as it does in life". And Love does conquer all! I haven't had the pleasure of reading this author's previous works yet, but I hope you'll enjoy this continuation of characters from the series as much as I did. It is one that should not be missed and I can only hope Ms. DuLong has a sequel in the works in the not-to-distant for us to enjoy. Nancy Narma

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  • Posted August 21, 2011

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    Knitting and romance at its finest!

    Review by JoAnne:

    This is the third book in the Cedar Key series and it didn't disappoint. It was great reconnecting with characters from the first two books in the series as well as meet new arrivals who will play a part in future books. As you get back into Cedar Key you feel like you're a part of the small but thriving community. Knitting and romance are once again in the forefront. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and am already looking forward to book 4.

    Quote: "I thought back to Beau and my miscarriage. I thought I had faced my situation, but it wasn't until I saw Beau again and all of it came out into the open that I felt it was truly behind me. I had a feeling my sister was attempting to do the same thing."

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