The first book in the Chapel Springs Romance series by bestselling author Denise Hunter!
“A tender story of faith cast adrift and lives brought together by currents that can only be God-sent. Barefoot Summer is a satisfying tale of hope, healing, and a love that’s meant to be. Sail away with Denise Hunter’s well-drawn characters on a journey that is at once romantic and compelling.” —Lisa Wingate, national bestselling author of Before We Were Yours
Madison’s heart has been closed for years. But one summer can change everything.
In the years since her twin brother’s drowning, Madison McKinley has struggled to put it behind her. Despite the support of her close-knit family and her gratifying job as a veterinarian in their riverside town, the loss still haunts her.
To find closure, Madison sets out to fulfill her brother’s dream of winning the town’s annual regatta. But first she has to learn to sail, and fast.
Beckett O’Reilly knows Madison is out of his league, but someone neglected to tell his heart. Now she needs his help—and he’ll give it, because he owes her far more than she’ll ever know.
Madison will do anything—even work with the infamous Beckett O’Reilly—to reach her goal. And as much as she’d like to deny it, the chemistry between them is electrifying. As summer wanes, her feelings for him grow and a fledgling faith takes root in her heart.
But Beckett harbors a secret that will test the limits of their new love. Can their romance survive summer’s challenges? And will achieving her brother’s dream give Madison the peace she desperately seeks?
“Hold-your-breath romance, heartache, and laugh-out-loud moments. It’s more than a good read. It’s a delight.” —Lisa T. Bergren, bestselling, award-winning author
About the Author
Denise Hunter is the internationally published bestselling author of more than 25 books, including A December Bride and The Convenient Groom, which have been adapted into original Hallmark Channel movies. She has won The Holt Medallion Award, The Reader's Choice Award, The Carol Award, The Foreword Book of the Year Award, and is a RITA finalist. When Denise isn't orchestrating love lives on the written page, she enjoys traveling with her family, drinking green tea, and playing drums. Denise makes her home in Indiana where she and her husband are rapidly approaching an empty nest. To learn more about Denise, visit her website DeniseHunterBooks.com; Facebook: AuthorDeniseHunter; Twitter: @DeniseAHunter; Instagram: deniseahunter.
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A CHAPEL SPRINGS ROMANCE
By DENISE HUNTER
Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2013 Denise Hunter
All rights reserved.
Madison McKinley scanned the crowded town hall, wondering how many of her friends and neighbors she'd have to fight to get what she came for. Half of Chapel Springs had turned out to support the fire department. The faint scent of popcorn and coffee from last night's rotary club meeting still lingered in the air, and the buzz of excitement was almost palpable.
When she reached the front of the line, she registered for her paddle, then looked for her mom. She spotted Joann McKinley seated on the left, near the old brick wall.
Before Madison could move, Dottie meyers appeared in the busy aisle. "Madison, hello, dear. I was wondering if I could bother you about Ginger. I found a little knot behind her leg. I'm worried it might be something serious."
Last time it had only been a burr. Still, Madison set a hand on the woman's arm. "I'm sure it's fine, but I'll have Cassidy call you tomorrow and squeeze you in, okay?"
"All right, everyone," the emcee was saying into the mike. "It's about that time."
"Thank you so much, dear," Dottie was saying. "I'm so excited about this year's play. It's called Love on the Line. You are planning on coming out again, aren't you? You'll be fabulous as Eleanor."
Auditions were still two months away. "Looking forward to it. See you tomorrow." Madison participated in the town's production every year. She enjoyed the theater, and the proceeds supported the local animal shelter, a cause she was committed to.
She turned toward her mom and ran straight into a wall. "Ooomph."
Or a chest. A hard chest.
She looked up into the face of the one man she least wanted to see, much less slam into. She jumped back, looking square into his unfathomable coal-colored eyes.
She nodded once. "Beckett."
He returned the nod. "Madison."
His black hair was tousled. He wore a Dewitt's marina work shirt and at least two days' stubble. His jaw twitched. She hadn't spoken to him since she'd confronted him two weeks ago—for all the good it had done.
"Please take your seats," the emcee said.
She stepped to the left at the same time as Beckett. He was wide as Boulder Creek and twice as dangerous. She'd always thought so. The incident with her little sister had only confirmed it.
"Excuse me," she said.
He slid right and swept his arm out as if to say, After you, princess.
She shot him a look, then hurried down the aisle and slid into a metal chair beside her mom.
"Hi, sweetie. Good day?" Mom's short blond hair and blue eyes sparkled under the fluorescent lights, but it was her smile that lit the room.
"Twelve dogs, seven cats, two bunnies, and a partridge in a pear tree."
Beckett passed her row and slid into a seat up front by his sister. Layla had long brown hair and a model-pretty face. Their mom must've been beautiful, though Madison didn't remember her. Beckett leaned over and whispered something to his sister.
Madison tore her eyes away and loosened her death grip on the auction paddle. She refused to think about Beckett O'Reilly tonight.
The emcee took the podium and spoke about the importance of the fire station and their financial needs, then she introduced the auctioneer—hardly necessary since he also ran the local gas station. Moments later the bidding was under way.
Madison's eyes swung to Beckett's dark head. She could swear he was stalking her lately. He seemed to be everywhere she turned. If anything, the man should be avoiding her. Should feel ashamed of ... well, whatever he did to Jade.
Madison tracked the auction items, ticking off each one as they sold to the highest bidder. A handmade quilt, piano lessons, pie of the month, a cabin rental at Patoka Lake, and dozens of other things generously donated by the community.
Someone had made a miniature replica of the town's sign. Welcome to Chapel Springs, Indiana, it said. Prettiest River Town in America. A writer from Midwest Living had used the phrase twelve years ago, and the town had squeezed every last drop from it.
Evangeline Simmons, eighty-five if she was a day, amused all by driving up the bids. It was no secret that the fire department had saved her beloved Persian from a tree last month. So far her generosity had left her with two items she probably had no need for. But money was no object for Evangeline.
People trickled out as the auction wore on. Beckett left after losing a tool kit. Over an hour later, Madison grew tense as her item came up. The auctioneer read from the sheet.
"All right, ladies and gentlemen, this next one's a winner. Dewitt marina has kindly donated a sailing/regatta package. Lessons taught by sailing enthusiast Evan Higgins. Learn how to race on the beautiful Ohio river, just in time for our 45th Annual river Sail regatta, and sail with Evan Higgins, winner of the regatta for two years running! Now, who'll give me five hundred?" Madison's grip tightened on the handle, waiting for the auctioneer to lower the bid. Her breath caught in her lungs.
"All right, a hundred, who'll give me a hundred? A hundred-dollar bid ...?"
Casually, Madison lifted her paddle.
"A hundred-dollar bid, now a hundred fifty, who'll give me one and a half ...?"
In her peripheral vision she could see her mom's head swing toward her just as Evangeline raised her paddle—and the bid.
"A hundred fifty, who'll give me two, now two ...?"
Madison lifted her paddle, keeping her eyes straight ahead.
"Two hundred, now who'll give me two fifty, fifty, fifty ... ?Got it! Now three, three hundred, who'll give me three ...?"
Madison sighed, waited a moment before nodding.
"Three, now who'll give me three and a half, three fifty, fifty, fifty ...?"
Evangeline turned toward Madison, her eyes twinkling. She raised her paddle.
Evangeline. Madison hadn't counted on spending so much. Would serve the lady right if she dropped out. Just imagining the spry old woman on the bow of a boat, trying to manage the ropes and sails and whatnot, all four-foot-eleven of her ... It was tempting.
Madison could, after all, just go down to the marina and buy the lessons, but then she wouldn't be virtually assured of a win, would she? She needed Evan Higgins for that.
"Three fifty, do I hear three fifty ...? Got it! Now four, who'll give me four ...?"
A murmur had started in the crowd that remained, a few chuckling at Evangeline's antics.
The woman lifted her paddle.
"And now we're at four and a half, four and a half, who'll give me five, five, five ...?"
Madison clenched her jaw. She glared at Evangeline's silver head. It's a good cause. It's a good cause.
"And we have five, five, who'll give me five fifty, five fifty, five and a half ...?"
The rumbling had grown louder, though half the crowd was gone now that the auction was nearly over. The remaining people were being rewarded for their patience with a good show.
"Five fifty, fifty, fifty ...?"
Evangeline turned, and their eyes met. Her thin lips widened into a grin, then she folded her hands on top of her paddle.
"I've got five, now, five fifty, five fifty ... anyone, five fifty ...?
And ... sold at five hundred to Madison McKinley."
Madison expelled a heavy breath. She was five hundred dollars poorer, but she had her lessons. She was going to learn to sail, and she was going to win the regatta. For Michael's sake.
"You want to do what?" Dad stopped the basketball middribble, straightening from his crouch. His short gray hair was tousled and damp with sweat.
Ryan gave up the guard and faced Madison, hands on slim hips, frowning at the interruption. The firstborn of the McKinleys and steady as an oak, he was the sibling they turned to in a crisis.
Madison hadn't planned to tell her family just yet, what with the stress over Jade, but they were going to find out eventually. "She said she wants Michael's boat." PJ, the baby of the family, flipped her long brown ponytail over her shoulder. She'd inherited her dad's brown eyes and her mom's winning smile—though it was missing at the moment.
"So that's what the sailing lessons are all about," Ryan said.
"You know they actually put the boats on water," PJ said.
Madison swatted her sister's arm.
"Jo," Dad called, his eyes on Madison. "Know what your daughter's planning?"
Joanne set a container of potato salad on the cloth-covered picnic table. "You mean the regatta? I was at the auction, remember? You know the burgers are getting cold, right? Daniel, honey, could you grab the silverware?"
"Sure thing, Momma Jo." Daniel Dawson had been an honorary member of the McKinley family since Ryan brought him home in junior high. His wealthy grandma had raised him while his parents were off doing more important things. Daniel had recently won the mayoral election in Chapel Springs, following in his grandfather's footsteps.
At the mention of burgers, Dad dropped the ball. It patted the concrete as they walked off the court.
PJ kicked Ryan in the backside for no apparent reason, and he threw her over his broad shoulders just because he could. She squealed and pounded his back, but he didn't set her down until they reached the table.
"Brute," PJ said, giving him a playful shove.
Ryan saved lives, and PJ could feed an army, but when they got together it was like they were twelve. She was home for the weekend from culinary school.
They took their seats at the picnic table. Twilight had swooped across her parents' backyard, but the white lights strung over the patio and along the landscaping twinkled brightly. The mild spring temperature had beckoned them outside for the weekly family meal. Somewhere nearby, a cricket chirped from the flower garden, which was already burgeoning with new life.
Across the yard, the white farmhouse sprawled over the oak-shaded knoll like a plump aunt, arms spread wide for a comforting embrace. Beyond the house, corn grew about half the year on two hundred forty acres of gently rolling farmland. Her dad, proud to be one of Indiana's sixty-one thousand farmers, had never pressured the McKinley kids into filling his shoes, freeing them to find their own way. They were still working on that part.
Once they were seated, Dad said grace and they dug in. Grilled burgers, potato salad, green beans from last year's garden, and of course corn. There was always corn at the McKinley house.
"How's the planting going, Dad?" Ryan swatted a fly. "I can help next week if you want."
"Sounds good. I could use the help." Dad dished out a heaping spoonful of potato salad. "She wants to sail that old broken-down barnacle, Jo."
Madison placed her napkin in her lap, her eyes glancing off Mom. Despite her mother's perpetual smile, sadness had lingered in her blue eyes since Jade's sudden departure.
"Is that so?" Mom's look said more than her words. She knew Madison better than anyone. Knew the turmoil losing Michael still caused, even though Madison hadn't shed a tear, even though she rarely spoke of it. A girl didn't lose her twin brother without repercussions.
"For Michael." Her family stilled, even PJ, and that didn't happen often. "It's important to me."
Michael had been a capable sailor, though he hadn't lived long enough to sail in the regatta. It had been his dream to be the youngest winner ever—the current record holder being twenty-seven. And with their twenty-seventh birthday around the corner, time was running out.
"And you think you can actually win in that thing?" Dad asked.
She hadn't meant to blindside him. "I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean to upset you."
"It's a hunk of rotten wood."
He was making it sound far worse than it was. "I'm going to restore it."
Her dad breathed a laugh.
Okay, so it was in rough shape, but Michael had saved for it for two summers. On the doorstep of seventeen, he'd bought a boat instead of a car. She still remembered the look of pride on his face when he'd shown it to her.
"She's all mine, Madders," he'd said, running his hand along the flaking white paint at the bow. "I'm going to be the youngest winner ever, you'll see."
"In that thing?" she'd asked.
"It's just cosmetic stuff. Her bones are good."
"It's still in the barn, honey," Mom said now, setting her hand over Dad's clenched fist.
"Thanks, Mom. It won't be the fastest boat out there, but the race is handicapped, so I have a good shot."
"She can't swim, Jo."
"That's what life vests are for, Daddy," PJ said gently.
Dad's lips thinned. He was torn, Madison knew. Between wanting to support her and being afraid for her.
"I'll be fine. I'll take every precaution. I'm getting lessons, aren't I?"
"Let me know if I can help," Ryan said. "I can, you know, crew or whatever."
PJ nudged him with her shoulder. "You wouldn't know a sail from a bath sheet."
"Oh, and you would?"
"Children. Eat your supper."
A few minutes later PJ launched into a story about a soufflé disaster, lifting the mood. By the time Mom set the apple pie on the table, Dad's expression had lightened, though Madison noticed that Daniel was quiet tonight. She caught him casting a look at the empty seat next to her. She understood. It seemed strange without Jade there.
After supper, Madison helped her mother with the dishes while the others played HOR SE. She scrubbed the burger platter while Mom loaded the old brown dishwasher.
Madison loved the little house she rented—which until two weeks ago Jade had shared—but there was something comforting about her parents' home. Something about the predictable squeaks in the old wood floor, the hourly chime from the grandfather clock, and the familiar scents of lemon and spray starch. She rinsed the platter. Even the ancient spray hose, which was more trickle than spray.
After the dishwasher had whirred into action, Mom leaned against the sink ledge. The pendant lights illuminated her face, settled into the laugh lines around her eyes.
"Are you sleeping okay, honey? You look tired lately."
"I'm fine." Madison had never told Mom about the nightmares, and she wasn't about to worry her with them now.
Her mom gave her a long, knowing look. The kind that made Madison realize that she could shutter off her heart to the outside world, but Mom would still see right through.
"You know, Madison ... if it's peace you're looking for, you won't find it on the regatta course."
Madison put the platter away, the old cupboard giving a familiar creak. Was that what she was after? Peace? Did a person ever find such a thing after losing someone they loved so much? Someone so innocent and undeserving of death?
Mom took her hands, which had begun wringing the towel. "I wish I could help. I can't, but I know Someone who can."
"I know, Mom." She'd heard it often enough. From her parents, Pastor Adams, even Ryan. If showing up at church could fix what ailed her, she'd have been healed long ago. She was as regular as the pianist. All the McKinleys were.
Mom's eyes turned down at the corners and glimmered with sadness.
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Really. Learning to sail will be ..." She squeezed the word past her lips. "Fun."
"I don't know how you'll have time with the play and all. You know how busy you get every summer with all the rehearsals."
"It'll be a lot, but I can handle it." It wasn't like she had a husband and kids. Or even a boyfriend.
Madison hung the towel on the oven door, and they meandered outside and sat on the concrete stoop. Mom grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the bag she kept there and tossed them onto the dirt path near the birdbath.
"I should've gotten you a birdfeeder for Mother's Day."
Mom tossed another handful. "This is just as easy."
"It's a wonder you don't have a sunflower forest out there for all the seed you've thrown over the years."
"The ground's too hard. Besides, the birds snatch it up as quickly as I scatter it."
A sparrow fluttered to the ground, picked up a seed, and made off with it.
"See what I mean?"
On the court, PJ whooped. "That's an R. So that's H-O-R for all of you." She might be small, but the girl could shoot. The men groaned as she sank another shot.
"I finally heard from Jade today," her mom said.
Madison turned. "Why didn't you say something?"
Joanne shrugged. "I told the others before you arrived. She only left a message. Didn't say where she was. I don't think she's coming home anytime soon."
Madison's lips pressed together. Beckett. What did he do to her? "She didn't say what happened?"
"No. It's been a long time coming, I think. Jade's always been restless, and I've had a feeling she'd leave sooner or later. I just wish I'd said something. I hate the thought of her out there all alone."
Madison put her arm around her mom. "She's an adult, Mom. She can take care of herself."
Neither of them said what they were both thinking. Jade might be an adult—she wasn't even the youngest sibling—but she was the most vulnerable of all the McKinleys.
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I really enjoyed reading this book. It wasn't just a romance story but a story about leaning on God --- when we try to do things on our own -- the results are never as good as when we lean on God. Madison struggled with anger toward God because He has let her brother die. Therefore, she tried to get over his death on her own and didn't turn to God. The end result is that 10 years after his death she is still struggling with the event and not sleeping well due to nightmares. It is also a story about lying. With all good intentions, several of the characters have lied -- either a lie by omission or an outright lie. The proverbial line of 'the truth will set you free' seems to apply. It was by telling the truth that they were eventually freed from the past. Lots of good things in the book. At the end there is a list of questions that could be used for a book discussion. This book would really be a great book for a book club and discussion. I really loved the book and found that I liked Denise Hunter's writing style.
Denise Hunter is such an inspirational writer. I couldn't put this book down. This is a love story about changing lives and finding a lost faith. Sometimes circumstances bring us to a place in our lives where we finally realize if we just let our Lord and Savior in, that he will help us overcome any obstacle. Denise shows us that in Barefoot Summer. Thanks Denise, great book!!!
I loved reading this book. It had a nice dose of romance mixed with the right amount of suspense and character conflict. I could not put it down. It is the perfect summer read!
Check out the full review at Kritters Ramblings The first in a series about a family that has endured quite a few hard times and with their faith and each other they have weathered a few storms. The first book centers around a twin, although she is no longer part of a pair as her twin brother Micheal died a few years ago and maybe she never fully recovered from his sudden death. She is still living in the small town that she grew up in and is trying to fulfill his dreams. I loved how this story set up the family, but at the same time gave Madison her due story. It was obvious where the story was going to go, but although predictable, it was still a sweet story following a character as she found herself.
Denise Hunter has a special gift for making a setting and characters come alive and burrow into your heart. I've been a bug fan of hers for a while, but this has got to be one of her very best. Beckett is one of my favorite heroes ever. He's strong, handsome, and flawed enough to make sure we see him as human and not a superhero. I think one of the greatest ways to show love is through our time. He spent a lot of it patiently teaching Madison to not be afraid of the water and how to sail. From his point of view, none of that could benefit him. His chances with her were non-existent. She was competition in a race that he needed the winnings from. He did it because he wanted the best for her. What better example of love is there? Madison is overwhelmed with guilt. It is blinding her to the truth about her brother, her needs and who Beckett is. She has nightmares and thinks the "fix" for her sleep problems and guilt is to fulfill the dream of her brother. Both characters grow over the course of the book and have a very real relationship and romance. I find myself still wishing them the best as if they were people I knew. I bet they'll stay with you as well. I got this book from the publisher in exchange for sharing my honest opinion.
Barefoot Summer by Denise Hunter was a book I did not want to put down! It was a book with twists and turns and just when you thought you knew how something would end, Hunter would twist the plot in such a way to keep you reading. Love it! Madison, a vet, a twin, daughter in a wealthy family, appears to have it all on the outside. However, nightmares befall her nightly, and she keeps messing up at work due to a lack of sleep, not to mention her youngest sister has more or less disappeared and the family doesn't know where she has gone or why she left. Beckett, a sailor, son of a drunk, has a descent life, but knows something is missing. Madison wants to learn to sail in an attempt to stop her nightmares by successfully winning the towns regatta in honor of her brother who dies ten years ago. Beckett ends up helping her and feelings that have been pushed aside for years begin to come through. There is so much to say about the characters and the plot, but I don't want to give anything away! Hunter does a truly incredible job at weaving the lives of these characters together with their joys and problems. The reminder that God loves and forgives is prevalent throughout the book. Always a reminder to take to heart.
Excellent, beautifully written story! I have never read a book by Denise Hunter that i didn't like or that didn't grab my attention at the first word and this was no exception! By the way, I have yet to find another author in this genre that can describe a kiss like Denise can. Gives me butterflies every time!
Denise Hunter in her new book "Barefoot Summer" Book One in the Chapel Springs Romance series published by Thomas Nelson takes us into the life of Madison McKinley. From the back cover: Madison's heart has been closed for years. But one summer can change everything. In the years since her twin brother's drowning, Madison McKinley has struggled to put it behind her. Despite the support of her close-knit family and her gratifying job as a veterinarian in their riverside town, the loss still haunts her. To find closure, Madison sets out to fulfill her brother's dream of winning the town's annual regatta. But first she has to learn to sail, and fast. Beckett O'Reilly knows Madison is out of his league, but someone neglected to tell his heart. Now she needs his help--and he'll give it, because he owes her far more than she'll ever know. Madison will do anything--even work with the infamous Beckett O'Reilly--to reach her goal. And as much as she'd like to deny it, the chemistry between them is electrifying. As summer wanes, her feelings for him grow and a fledgling faith takes root in her heart. But Beckett harbors a secret that will test the limits of their new love. Can their romance survive summer's challenges? And will achieving her brother's dream give Madison the peace she desperately seeks? A regatta, boats, colorful sails, a girl afraid of the water who has never sailed and the only man who can teach her she doesn't like, add them all together and you have a recipe for a great story. Madison wants to find peace regarding her dead twin brother who drowned and the only way she feels that she can do that is to win the regatta in his name thus fulfilling his dream. Beckett is willing to teach her what she needs to know about sailing however Madison doesn't like him. Now these two will have to overcome all their fears and insecurities to work together to win the regatta. "Barefoot Summer" is about low self-esteem and feeling unlovable and how these feelings prevent us from living our lives freely. It is about healing from past hurts to embrace the present and move into the future. "Barefoot Summer" is a sweet romance that has some really nice moments in it. I liked it and look forward to more from Denise Hunter. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Litfuse Publicity Group. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."
Barefoot Summer, Series: A Chapel Springs Romance (Book 1) by Denise Hunter Madison's family is large and they own a lot of land that need help with the crop harvesting. Some of the kids have grown up and left the area. Some are still around to help even with their own life's. The story goes back in time to when she and others in the neighborhood were teens. She excelled in 10th grade and the guy she liked was older. He was a trouble maker and always got caught. He would come with his drunk dad to help with the harvesting. They are from different sides of the track. She is now the vet and he fixes motors. Love the scenery of the tower and what it means to them and also the talk of the boating. I found myself drawn to more learning on the subject and also felt a connection with the women at the nursing home as I knit for our local one. They all pray for Maddie and her friends and family. Her twin brother Michael had drowned when he was 17 and he spent all the money he earned on a boat so he could race in the annual regatta and win all the money. She is terrified of the water and with help from Evan she is able to get used to the water. She won the auction bid of sailing lessons from Beckett. He also builds custom boats besides fixing motors. She hopes to fulfill her brothers dream after she learns how to sail and fix up his boat to make it seaworthy. Problems arise when Evan is called away and won't be sailing with her. There is much talk of time spent in church and prayers and bible study throughout the book. Some times they question why God let Michael die. She is praying for peace at the end of the boat race and to find closure with Michael. Beckett has a secret that may help her or harm her. Love how Beckett takes charge of everything in his family and just takes over and makes good decisions. Although there are not many characters there are a handful and they are easy to keep track of. Such a fun easy going book to read I had a hard time putting it down at the end of the night. Lots of mysteries along the way that only enhance this book to making it a really good read. Trust in God. Love how the book got it's title. I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest review.
Barefoot Summer is one of those books which makes you close it at the end with a sigh of satisfaction of a story perfectly finished and time well spent. A story filled with emotion and drama but some pretty huge issues of past regret and unresolved grief. Madison lost her twin brother in tragic circumstances and is now haunted by nightmares. His dream had been to sail a boat he had been restoring before he died in the upcoming regatta. If she can fulfil his dream then she believes the nightmares will stop. Winning an auction for lessons backfires when her coach passes those lessons on to Beckett O'Reilly, a guy she knew back in school and believes has no them for her. Sparks of course are destined to fly and they do. But what I loved was the fact both characters believed they were not good enough for the other but there actions screamed to opposite. It made for some funny moments as they butted heads. Still once past that the story settles comfortably into a regular heart warming romance which would melt the most jaded of hearts. Definitely a book to, as the titles Invites - kick off your shoes and relax.
This is a very good series. One thing that bugs me is that in this book, Jade's boyfriend who was killed in an accident was called Seth. Later in the series, he is called Aaron. I've read other books that have switched names for the same person.....kind of ruins what would otherwise be a very good story.
A novel that you can not put down. Appropriate for all ages. The story teaches valuable lessons about love, family, and trust.
Enjoyed from beginning to end.
Refreshing to read a romance without all the smut.
Great story, encouraging and suspenseful! I was hooked and couldn't put it down.
I loved reading this book. I was getting so bored with many of the "romance" books I had read. They were full of sex, but very weak on content. This story, however, was truly romantic. There was a lot to it. I don't want to give anything away. Read it and enjoy.
An enchanting, contemporary story! I love books set in small towns, or at least small-ish towns. Chapel Springs is a perfect example of just that. Gossip spreads like a wildfire, and secrets don't last for long. In the first few opening pages, I felt like I had stepped into a movie. Hunter paints us a vibrant portrait of the town, the McKinleys, and Beckett, and she allows us to reach into the minds of both Beckett and Madison, offering readers a personal look into their thoughts and fears. This helped me connect with Madison especially. I'm glad Hunter brought us the story from two perspectives, with just one or the other, the story would lack something. The McKinleys are a tight-knit, well blessed family, and it isn't hard to like them. Madison McKinley is the oldest girl in family with an older brother, Ryan, and two younger sisters, Jade and PJ. Madison also had a twin, Michael McKinley, who died before we met the family. I loved getting to know them all, throughout the story, and I look forward to more books about them. Losing a twin is painful and though it has been several years since the accident, the wound is still tender to Madison. She still has questions, not to mention the horrible nightmare that plagues her every night. A flaw in Madison that I recognized having struggled with myself, was her need to be strong. She couldn't or wouldn't fall apart. Instead of letting it all out, she bottled all her emotions in. It's an unhealthy practice and leaves wounds fresh. I won't go into detail, but there were two scenes related to this that I felt were beautifully written. I wish I could go on and talk about Beckett, who, by the way, is a fantastic hero, but I will sum up and end my review here. This is the first book by Hunter I have delved into, and I am thoroughly impressed. Her writing style is unique and entices you to read further. I am eagerly looking forward to Dancing with Fireflies, the next in the Chapel Springs series. As far as things to know about this novel, there is kissing and an alcoholic, but it is generally clean. I'd recommend to readers 15 and older. I won this book in a giveaway, no review required. Thanks, Rissi! ;-)