The Winter Lodge (Lakeshore Chronicles Series #2) [NOOK Book]


On the longest night of the year, Jenny Majesky loses everything in a devastating house fire. But among the ashes she finds an unusual treasure hidden amid her grandfather's belongings, one that starts her on a search for the truth, and on a path toward a life that she never imagined. The Winter Lodge, a remote cabin owned by her half sister on the shores of Willow Lake, becomes a safe refuge for Jenny, where she and local police chief Rourke McKnight try to sort out the ...

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On the longest night of the year, Jenny Majesky loses everything in a devastating house fire. But among the ashes she finds an unusual treasure hidden amid her grandfather's belongings, one that starts her on a search for the truth, and on a path toward a life that she never imagined. The Winter Lodge, a remote cabin owned by her half sister on the shores of Willow Lake, becomes a safe refuge for Jenny, where she and local police chief Rourke McKnight try to sort out the mysteries revealed by the fire.

But when a blizzard traps them together, Jenny, accustomed to the safe predictability of running the family bakery, suddenly doesn't feel so secure. For even as Rourke shelters her from the storm outside, she knows her heart is at risk. Now, following her dreams might mean walking away from her one chance at love.

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The Barnes & Noble Review
Susan Wiggs follows up her first book in the Lakeshore Chronicles (Summer at Willow Lake) with another satisfying installment set in the small town of Avalon, New York. The main story belongs to two 30-something locals, Jenny Majesky and Rourke McKnight. She runs the Sky River Bakery, founded by her grandparents, and writes a weekly newspaper column; he is the town's chief of police. They are longtime friends with a complicated history and a passion set on simmer. When Jenny's house burns down, Rourke insists on her bunking with him, even though he's a notorious bachelor. The new proximity entices the two to confront old hurts and dreams deferred, before their romance can blossom. There's a wonderful secondary plot involving teenage Daisy Bellamy, her friends, and a mystery that's solved in the snow. Thoughtfully, Wiggs includes Jenny's favorite recipes from the bakery. Ginger Curwen
Publishers Weekly
In her latest bustling romance, Wiggs cooks up a rich stew of family plots past and present, spiced with plenty of generations-old Polish recipes, in this second installment of the Lakeshore Chronicles (after Summer at Willow Lake). Returning to Camp Kioga in Avalon, a small New York town where the wealthy Bellamy family has deep roots, Wiggs trains the spotlight on Avalon native Jenny Majesky, a food columnist and bakery owner who learned in the last Lakeshore tale that Phillip Bellamy is her birth father. Alone and grieving following the death of her beloved grandmother-Jenny's mom left her at age four-Jenny's life turns even worse when her house burns to the ground. Stunned, homeless and keeping afloat with a little help from the medicine cabinet, Jenny moves in with Avalon police chief and notorious lady's man Roarke McKnight, a friend she fell out with after a night of drunken, mind-blowing sex a decade before. With the ease of a master, Wiggs introduces complicated, flesh-and-blood characters into her idyllic but identifiable smalltown setting, sets in motion a refreshingly honest romance, resolves old issues and even finds room for a little mystery. The result is as appealing as the heroine's Polish Apple Strudel, the recipe for which is thankfully included. (Feb.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
With her grandmother dead and her house burned to the ground, bakery owner Jenny Majesky realizes that for the first time in her life she is free to do as she chooses. She knows she wants to write, and she knows she loves Rourke McKnight. While writing is a possibility, there's too much history between her and Rourke for there to be a future. But things can change in an instant, and as they solve a number of longstanding mysteries, Jenny and Rourke also learn to forgive the past and let love happen. Empathetic protagonists, interesting secondary characters, well-written flashbacks, and delicious recipes add depth to this touching, complex romance, the second in Wiggs's "Lakeside Chronicles." Wiggs (Table for Five) lives near Seattle.

—Kristin Ramsdell
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781459247987
  • Publisher: MIRA
  • Publication date: 6/15/2012
  • Series: Lakeshore Chronicles Series, #2
  • Sold by: HARLEQUIN
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 2,589
  • File size: 1,012 KB

Meet the Author

Susan Wiggs is the author of many beloved bestsellers, including the popular Lakeshore Chronicles series. She has won many awards for her work, including a RITA from Romance Writers of America. Visit her website at

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Jenny Majesky pushed away from her writing desk and stretched, massaging an ache in the small of her back. Something—perhaps the profound silence of the empty house—had awakened her at three in the morning, and she hadn't been able to get back to sleep. She'd worked on her newspaper column for a while, hunched over her laptop in a ratty robe and fuzzy slippers. At the moment, though, she was no better at writing than she was at sleeping.

There was so much she wanted to say, so many stories to put down, but how could she cram the memories and kitchen wisdom of a lifetime into a weekly column?

Then again, she'd always wanted to write more than a column. Much more. The universe, she realized, was taking away all her excuses. She really ought to get started writing that book.

Like any good writer, Jenny procrastinated. Idly, she picked up her grandmother's wedding band, which had been lying in a small china dish on the desk. She hadn't quite decided what to do with it, a plain circle of gold that Helen Majesky had worn for fifty years of marriage and another decade of widowhood. When she baked, Gram always slipped the ring into the pocket of her apron. It was a wonder she never lost it. She'd made Jenny promise not to bury her with it, though.

Twirling the ring around the tip of her forefinger, Jenny could picture her grandmother's hands, strong and firm as they worked a mound of dough, or gentle and light as they caressed her granddaughter's cheek or checked her forehead for fever.

Jenny slid the ring onto her finger and closed her hand into a fist. She had a wedding ring of her own, given and received with a sense of giddy hope but never worn. It now resided in abottom drawer she never opened.

It was hard, at this velvet-black hour, not to tally up her losses— her mother, who had walked away when Jenny was small. Then Jenny's grandfather, and finally, and perhaps most importantly, Gram.

Only a few weeks had passed since she'd laid her grandmother to rest. After the initial flurry of sympathy calls and visits, a lull had settled in, and Jenny felt it in her bones—she was truly alone. Yes, she had caring friends and coworkers who were as dear to her as family. But now the steady presence of her grandmother, who had raised her like a daughter, was gone.

Out of habit, she saved her work on the laptop. Then she wrapped her robe more snugly around her and went to the window, pressing close to the cold glass to look out at the deep winter night. Snow erased all the sharp edges and colors of the landscape. In the middle of the night, Maple Street was entirely deserted, washed in the gray-white glow of a single street lamp in the middle of the block. Jenny had lived here all her life; she'd stood countless times at this very spot, expecting…what? For something to change. To begin.

She gave a restless sigh, her breath misting the window. The snow flurries had thickened to flakes, swirling in a blur around the streetlight. Jenny loved the snow; she always had. Staring out at the blanketed landscape, she could easily picture herself as a child, hiking with her grandfather to the sledding hill. She used to literally follow in his footsteps, leaping from one hollowedout bootprint to the next, pulling the Flexible Flyer on a rope behind her.

Her grandparents had been there for all the moments of her childhood. Now that they were gone, there was no one to hold the memories, to look at her and say, "Remember the time you…"

Her mother had left when Jenny was four, and her father was a virtual stranger she'd met only six months ago. Jenny considered this a blessing in disguise. From what she knew of her biological parents, neither had been as well-equipped to raise a child as Helen and Leo Majesky.

A noise—a thud and then a scratching sound—made her jump, startling her from her thoughts. She cocked her head, listening, then decided it had been thick snow or a row of icicles, falling from the roof. You never knew how quiet a house could be until you were totally alone in it.

Since her grandmother had died, Jenny had been waking up in the middle of the night, her mind full of memories begging to be written down. All of them seemed to emanate, like the smells of baking, from her grandmother's kitchen. Jenny had kept a diary or journal nearly all her life, and over the past few years, her habit had evolved into a regular column for the Avalon Troubadour, a mingling of recipes, kitchen lore and anecdotes. Since Gram's passing, Jenny could no longer check a fact with her, or pick her brain about the origin of a certain ingredient or baking technique. Jenny was on her own now, and she was afraid that if she waited too long, she'd forget things.

The thought stirred her into action. She'd been meaning to transcribe her grandmother's ancient recipes, some of them still in the original Polish, written on brittle, yellowed paper. The recipes were stored in the pantry in a latched tin box that hadn't been opened in years. Ignoring the fact that it was now three-thirty in the morning, Jenny headed downstairs. When she stepped into the pantry, she was struck by an achingly familiar smell—her grandmother's spices and the aroma of flour and grain. She stood on tiptoe to reach the old metal box. Sliding it off the shelf, she lost her balance and dropped the thing, its contents exploding at her fuzzy-slippered feet.

She uttered a word she never would have said when Gram was alive, tiptoeing gingerly as she tried not to step on any of the fragile old documents. Now she would need a flashlight, because the dark pantry didn't have a light. She found a flashlight in a utility drawer but its batteries were dead and there wasn't another fresh battery in the house. She considered lighting a candle but didn't want to have a mishap with the one-of-a-kind handwritten recipes. Leaning against the kitchen counter, she rolled her eyes heavenward. "Sorry about that, Gram," she said.

Her gaze found the smoke detector. Aha, she thought. She dragged a kitchen chair over to it and climbed up, opening the smoke detector, removing its two double-A batteries and fitting them in the flashlight.

She headed back into the pantry, gently picking up the papers, which rustled like dry autumn leaves. She put the loose papers in the box and brought it out to the kitchen. There were old notes and recipes in her grandmother's native Polish. On the back of a yellowed page with crumbling edges, she spotted a signature in fading, delicate strokes of ink—Helenka Maciejewski—practiced a dozen times in a girlish hand. That was her grandmother's married name before it had been Anglicized. She must have written it as a young bride.

There were things about her grandparents Jenny would never know. What had it been like for them, as newlyweds barely out of childhood, leaving the only home they knew to start a life half a world away? Were they frightened? Excited? Did they quarrel with each other, cling to each other?

She closed her eyes as a now-familiar onslaught of panic started in her stomach and pushed through her, pressing at her chest. These panic attacks were something brand-new for Jenny, a grim and unexpected development. The first one struck at the hospital as she was moving woodenly through the duties of the next of kin. She'd been signing some form or other when the fingers of her left hand went numb and she dropped the pen to clutch her throat."I can't breathe," she'd told the clerk. "I think I'm having a heart attack."

The doctor who treated her, a tired-looking resident from Tonawanda, had been calm and compassionate as he evaluated her and then explained the condition. Not uncommon, the intense attack was a physical response to emotional trauma, the symptoms as real and frightening as they would be for any illness.

Since then, Jenny had become intimately familiar with the symptoms. Practical, levelheaded Jenny Majesky was not supposed to succumb to something as uncontrollable and irrational as a panic attack. She was helpless to stop it now as a singularly unpleasant sensation rose through her, like a parade of spiders climbing up her throat. Her heart seemed to expand in her chest.

She cast a wild look around, wondering where she'd left the bottle of pills the doctor had given her. She hated the pills almost as much as she hated the panic attacks. Why couldn't she just snap out of it? Why couldn't she just suck it up and calm herself with a cup of strong coffee and a taste of her grandmother's apricotjam kolaches?

That, at least, could be a diversion. Right now, in the middle of the night. One of the few places in Avalon where she could find someone awake at four in the morning was the Sky River Bakery, founded in 1952 by her grandparents. Helen specialized in kolaches filled with fruit or sweet cheese, and pies that became the stuff of local legend. Her baked goods were in demand from the restaurants and small specialty shops that lined the town square, catering to the well-polished tourists who came up from New York City for Avalon's cool green summers or blazing fall color.

Now Jenny was the bakery's sole owner. She dressed hurriedly, layering on fleece long underwear, checked chef pants and a thick wool sweater, tall warm boots, a ski jacket and hat. No way was she driving, not before the snowplow had made its rounds. Besides, getting the car out of the garage would entail shoveling the driveway, something she was heartily sick of doing. The bakery was just six blocks away, on the main square in the center oftown. She'd be there in minutes. Maybe the exertion would stave off the panic attack, too.

Just in case, she found her bottle of pills and stuffed it in her pocket.

Grabbing her purse, she walked through frozen silence. The snow had stopped, and the clouds made way for the stars. New snow squeaked beneath her feet as she followed a route she'd walked since she was a tiny girl. She'd grown up in the bakery, surrounded by the heady fragrance of bread and spices, the busy sounds of the mixers and sheeters, timers going off, rolling racks clattering out to the transport bay.

A single light burned over the back entrance. She let herself in, stomping the snow from her boots. Outside the spotless prep area, she took them off and slipped on her baker's clogs, which were parked on a rack by the door.

"It's me," she called, her gaze tracking around the work area. It was immaculate as always, with fifty-pound sacks of freshly milled flour stacked precisely against one wall, honey in 155-gallon drums lying on their sides nearby. Specialty ingredients displayed in clear containers lined the shelves from floor to ceiling—millet, pine nuts, olives, raisins, pecans. The stainlesssteel refrigerators, ovens and countertops shimmered under the pendant lights, and the rich scent of yeast and cinnamon filled the air. Three 6 Mafia was blaring from the radio, indicating that Zach was on tonight, and between the beats of the hip-hop music, she could hear the hum of the spiral mixer.

"Yo, Zach," she called out, craning her neck to find the boy. He emerged from the mixing area, pushing a rolling cart filled with raw dough. Now a senior in high school, Zach Alger had worked at the bakery for two years. He didn't seem to mind the earlymorning hours, always heading to school with a bag of fresh pastries. He had distinctly Nordic features—pale blue eyes, white-blond hair—and lanky, earnest good looks. "Is anything wrong?" he asked.

"Couldn't sleep," she said, feeling a bit sheepish. "Is Laura around?""Specialty loaves," he said, gesturing as he wheeled the tub of dough toward the six-foot-tall proofing cabinet.

Laura Tuttle had worked at the bakery for thirty years, as master baker for twenty-five. She knew the business even better than Jenny did. She claimed to love the early hours, that the schedule was perfectly suited to her circadian clock. "Well, look who's here," she said, yet she didn't glance up as she spoke.

"I had a craving for a kolache." Jenny swished through the rubber-rimmed swinging doors to the café, where she helped herself to a cup of coffee and a day-old pastry from the case. Then she returned to the prep area, welcoming the familiar taste but feeling no calmer. Out of habit, she grabbed an apron from a hook.

Jenny rarely did the hands-on work; as owner and general manager, she stayed busy in a supervisory and administrative capacity. She had an office upstairs with a view of the town square, and a security monitor gave her a glimpse of the café counter. She spent most days juggling the needs of employees, suppliers, customers and regulatory agencies with a phone glued to her ear and her eyes glued to the computer screen. But sometimes, she reflected, you just had to roll up your sleeves and dive in. There was no sensation quite like plunging one's hands into a warm mass of silky dough. It felt like something half-alive, squishing through her fingers.

Now she slipped the apron over her head and joined Laura at a worktable. The specialty breads were done in smaller batches and shaped by hand. Today's selections would be a traditional Polish bread made with eggs, orange peel and currants, and a savory herb loaf of Laura's invention. She and Laura worked side by side, weighing portions of dough on a one-pound scale, although both knew the size by feel alone.

Across the room, Jenny could see the refrigerated pie case, filled with her grandmother's pies. Technically speaking, these were not Helen Majesky's pies. But the original recipes for the lofty lemon meringue, the glossy three-berry tarts with the lattice tops, the creamy buttermilk chess pie and all the others camefrom Helen herself, decades ago. Her techniques had been passed on from one master baker to the next, and now, even after her death, she haunted the bakery as gently and sweetly as she had lived.

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Interviews & Essays

Heart to Heart Interview with Susan Wiggs Heart to Heart: Could you tell Heart to Heart readers a little about this new contemporary series, its origin and projected scope? Susan Wiggs: The Lakeshore Chronicles is one of those ideas that has been tugging at me for a while, and it came about when several opportunities converged. The concept of an old-fashioned, family-style summer camp has always intrigued me, probably due to extreme multiple viewings of Dirty Dancing (a.k.a. one of the all-time great screen romances). Something else that fed my writer's imagination was the fact that I was involved in planning my parents' 50th wedding anniversary, and one of the locations I researched was the Point on Saranac Lake, in Upstate New York. Since I was born in that region and lived there until I was about 11 years old, I have very nostalgic memories of it. Finally, my publisher, Mira Books, indicated an interest in doing some big summer paperbacks, which had been very successful for me thanks to my previous books, Summer by the Sea and Lakeside Cottage -- only now they wanted connected books, something to bring readers back to an idyllic, imagined world again and again. So I thought up a lakeside summer camp, created the very passionate and interesting Bellamy family, made up a small town and a resort in the Catskills, and came up with the Lakeshore Chronicles series. Book One was Summer at Willow Lake. The Winter Lodge is Book Two, and Book Three is called Dockside. I think readers will be pleased to learn it's the story of Greg Bellamy, the single dad whose daughter, Daisy, is facing one of life's ultimate challenges. There will be more Lakeshore Chronicles books to come, because each story gives rise to new ideas. So it's really up to readers -- as long as they're interested, I'll keep writing the books. One thing readers might not know about me is that I love taking pictures. There's a slideshow of my made-up setting online at I also have a hardcover on tap, entitled Just Breathe. I mention this because the book was originally set for 2006, but it's been rescheduled to give the Lakeshore Chronicles books a chance to find their readership. I've had a lot (hundreds!) of inquiries from readers about Just Breathe. At this time [January 2007], the publication date is still undecided. I do love this book and can't wait for people to read it. HtoH: This book focuses on Jenny Majesky and Rourke McKnight, longtime friends with a complicated history, who have to get beyond the decisions of the past to forge a future. What were the scenes involving this couple that you found the most satisfying (or challenging) to write? SW: For me, every scene (heck, every page!) is a challenge, but a couple of special scenes stand out in my mind. The very first meeting of Jenny and Rourke (she's a local blue-collar girl being harassed by the privileged summer camp boys), because it set up the dynamic of their relationship for years to come. I needed to establish Jenny as vulnerable (but not wimpy) and Rourke as a rescuer -- but with a very specific Achilles' heel. So the scene moves fast and probably reads quite smoothly, but I labored for days to get it right. The other scene that stands out is the first love scene, because it was such a clash of emotion, and it changed both their lives so radically. As a writer, I'm interested in those turning-point moments in life, when you do something you can't undo, and the fallout that ensues. HtoH: The teenagers in this book and the problems they face, from small to large, seem particularly realistic and appealing. Are you drawing on your teaching experience here? Or family and friends? SW: You nailed it. Both my teaching experience (I was a teacher right out of grad school) and my observations of family and friends inform the scenes about teenagers in my books. There are shades of my own experience, but I didn't have a "typical" adolescence. Back in the 1970s, my family lived overseas, so there was no high school experience to draw on -- though all the turbulent emotions were present! My daughter, on the other hand, had the quintessential small-town upbringing, and she and her friends brought the research right into my home. While other moms were tearing their hair out about their kids, I was taking notes! In my fiction, everything is amped up and dramatized for maximum effect, so I'd have to say most of if is purely from my imagination. HtoH: We were taken with the vivid descriptions of Jenny's panic attacks, as she copes with major setbacks. It's one more element in a complex character, but we wonder where this came from. SW: That, I have to say, was strictly from research. I'm glad the descriptions feels authentic. For me, one of the biggest challenges is writing of things outside my realm of experience. Thankfully, I've never experienced a panic attack and hope I never do! Sometimes at my local library, I get worried looks from people, because I'm forever checking out books about dealing with every emotional trauma under the sun. Based on my research, Jenny's sudden and devastating loss would very likely result in panic attacks, so I researched the syndrome and wrote her emotions and reactions accordingly. According to my copy editor, I picked the wrong medication, so there was a last-minute change in that! It probably goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway -- anyone experiencing symptoms, as Jenny does in the book, should consult a doctor. HtoH: As fitting for a novel involving the town baker, there are some wonderful recipes throughout the book. Which should we try first? SW: That depends on your level of skill. An experienced baker is going to want to try the kolaches right away because they're so classic -- but that does involve yeast and rising times, which some find intimidating. Beginners will find the Irish Cream Cake shockingly easy and delicious. My actual recipe testers for this one were my daughter and her boyfriend, who had never baked a cake before, ever. Their cake was a huge success, and now I have this bottle of delicious Irish Cream left over.... HtoH: What's coming up next? What are you working on now? SW: I'm just finishing Dockside -- Greg's story -- which will be published in August 2007. Readers can sign up for my e-newsletter at to stay informed about upcoming books and author events.
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  • Posted September 13, 2009

    I Also Recommend:


    I began the Lakeshore chronicles with book one and have continuted through all four. I like the continuance of the characters from book to book without the redundancy that so many books seem to have. The stories flow from character to character and event to event and are an intersting and light-hearted reading. I enjoyed the journey through their accomplishments and their setbacks and the determination to move ahead.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 10, 2011

    Winter Lodge...not as good as the first one

    This title goes back and forth between several sets of characters and situations making choppy reading. I probably will end up reading all four books because I enjoy continuing stories. I have lots of discipline and am trying hard not to get discouraged between flip flopping through many threads of the story in book two. Maybe book 3 will be more organized!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 8, 2010

    Hard to follow

    This book had a lot of useless information in it. It took 20+ chapters to get to the winter lodge. Then, an additional 4 or 5 chapters to get the grandfather's tackle box. The story didn't flow. It seemed like there were 3 or 4 stories going on in one book. At times this book was boring. Jenny & Rourke's characters were great. I had to read all the other stuff in between. I made myself finish it. I wished I hadn't wasted my time reading it. I probably won't read anymore of her books.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 20, 2015


    Susan Wiggs writes a most interesting story about family and romance. The book is very hard to put down once you start reading. It is a good clean story about life and romance.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2015

    Another good story about the Bellamy family and the town of Avalon.

    I've read many books by Susan Wiggs. I've read nearly all the stories about the Bellamy's of Avalon. They seem real, the characters are all very interesting, they have tough decions to make in their lives. They always come together to make good choices. The stories are about different generations of a closely knit family. The stories have a good thoughts feeling about them and make for great entertainment!

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  • Posted January 9, 2015

    highly recommend

    very good read

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 23, 2014

    I occasionally read Susan Wiggs, but this time I was shocked tha

    I occasionally read Susan Wiggs, but this time I was shocked that she had no comprehension of the introduction of computers. In this story, she claims that the laptop computer run by batteries was available in 1988. Personal computers were barely available in 1988, and they were dinosaurs compared to the laptop versions that are battery operated today. How did the author and the editor ignore this salient fact?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 4, 2014

    Great Book. Easy reading.

    Love Susan Wiggs. Also the Lakeshore Cronicles Series is very entertaining and easy reading. I find it best to read them in order.
    Have read all the Lakeshore Series and many other books by her.

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  • Posted July 3, 2013

    Must Read for Me

    I loved every book in this series.

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    Posted June 27, 2013



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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 27, 2013

    Cale Fox

    *I hum and yawn*

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  • Posted November 30, 2011

    a good book

    I enjoyed most of this book. There are some places that annoyed me mostly relationship related. It wraps up nicely in the end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 30, 2011

    Lighthearted REading with heart warming characters

    This is the second I've read. I'm reading the books in order. You find yourself crying when Jenny loses everything she holds dear in the fire. However, love and romance prevail and she winds up winning.

    I'm reading the whole series if they continue to be this good.

    Worth the price paid.

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  • Posted April 8, 2010

    Reading them in order

    I liked the way that the author used memories to support the story in the first Lakeshore Chronicles book, but I started losing patience with this reflective writing style toward the end of this book. I'm already skimming through the chapters about the 'past' a lot in the third book. The setting is easy to picture and appreciate; the characters are likeable; and I like stories that thread together. I bought,and will read, every book in this series. I liked Table for Five too.

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  • Posted January 2, 2010

    Oh, the fabulous recipes!

    I have read and thoroughly enjoyed this series, "The Lakeshore Chronicles" so much that I am now purchasing them. (I had borrowed them from the library). "The Winter Lodge," besides being a wonderful story, is filled with amazing recipes that I can't wait to try!

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  • Posted March 1, 2009

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    After the first Lakeshore Chronicle, this doesn't measure up.

    The story of Jenny and Rourke was interesting and kept me hooked. However, the fluff that I had to skim over was just annoying and in the way. Daisy and friends were not interesting and really had no reason to keep me involved in their story. The Nina backdrop was at times, annoying but at other times ok. Mostly I skimmed over anything that was not actually Jenny and Rourke and their immediate story. I was really disappointed because I truly loved the first book in the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2008

    loved it!

    I've read many of Susan Wigg's books and this was one of my favorites so far!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 12, 2008

    Two things

    This is the second installment of The Lakeshore Chronicles. I like the fact that she tells more than one story at a time. While this book was very good it wasn't as good as 'Summer At Willow Lake'. Because: A. The Winter Lodge didn't factor into the book until the last few chapters which made the title and the description on the back inaccurate. B. Also, again, do the words 'birth control' and 'safe sex' mean anything to these people? I counted FOUR pregnancies outside of marriage. But I'm definitely looking forward to, reading the last of the trilogy, 'Dockside'.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2007

    A reviewer

    omg i love this book, it was soo awesome and i could NOT put it down. funny thing is that my name is Jenny and i know some one with the last name ROURKE and Rourke in the book described JUst like this other guy a know!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2007


    This was my first book by Susan Wiggs, and I must admit it was the beautiful book cover that caught my attention on shelves of hundreds of books. After reading the back cover synopsis, I was hooked. I thoroughly enjoyed her book and characters. There were some unexpected twists and turns, which only enhanced the story. I loved her 'Food for Thought' inserts throughout the book...I plan to try some of her recipes. Now on to more of her books. Thank you Ms. Wiggs for providing such great reading!

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