Find Me at Willoughby Close
FIND ME AT WILLOUGHBY CLOSE
BY KATE HEWITT
Welcome
to Willoughby Close… a charming cluster of cozy cottages, each with a story to
tell and a happy ending to deliver…
Genre: Women’s Fiction
Release Date: 14/03/2017
Series – Willoughby Close #3 (can be read as a standalone)
Harriet Lang had the perfect life, so she's left
reeling when everything is taken from her in one fell swoop. Suddenly, Harriet
learns her beautiful farmhouse in the Cotswolds is double-mortgaged, her
husband Richard’s been unceremoniously fired—and he’s become a little too close
to his young, sexy assistant.
Harriet moves into Willoughby Close with her three children, trying to hold her head up high. With the help of her neighbor and newfound friend Ellie Matthews, Harriet starts to rebuild her life--but dipping a toe in the dating pool feels strange and meanwhile her children are struggling in different ways. She wonders if starting over is really possible...
Then Willoughby Close begins to weave its healing magic on both her and her children, and Harriet begins to see a way forward. She even starts to date sexy local vet Tom Roberts--but when Richard reappears in her life, wanting to make amends, Harriet must make the painful decision about how much of the past can be forgiven—and what kind of future she is fighting for.
Harriet moves into Willoughby Close with her three children, trying to hold her head up high. With the help of her neighbor and newfound friend Ellie Matthews, Harriet starts to rebuild her life--but dipping a toe in the dating pool feels strange and meanwhile her children are struggling in different ways. She wonders if starting over is really possible...
Then Willoughby Close begins to weave its healing magic on both her and her children, and Harriet begins to see a way forward. She even starts to date sexy local vet Tom Roberts--but when Richard reappears in her life, wanting to make amends, Harriet must make the painful decision about how much of the past can be forgiven—and what kind of future she is fighting for.
“Come on,” Harriet said now, as she
climbed resolutely out of the car and gave them all as cheerful a smile as she
could. “Let’s check it out.”
The
movers had already come; Harriet had marked what furniture to take from their
house to Willoughby Close, and it had been a depressingly small amount. The
big, bespoke kitchen table wouldn’t fit, and the huge dresser with all the
pottery she’d collected over the years wouldn’t either. In fact, at least
two-thirds of their furniture was going into storage, which was expensive, but
Harriet couldn’t bear to lose all of it along with the house. They’d need it
when Richard got his job, and they bought something bigger.
She’d spent hours and hours,
weeks and months, selecting all the furniture for the house, with the help of
the expensive interior decorator who had more or less held her hand through the
entire process. She’d bought tasteful antiques interspersed with fresh modern
pieces, carpets and kilims from various holidays, watercolors and oil paintings
of places that were meaningful to them. Sophie had once said, with admiration
that bordered on envy, that Harriet’s house could be featured in Country Life.
And so it would again. This
was a blip, damn it. Things were
going to get better. Richard was going to find a job, he’d said so, and they’d
get back their house or buy an even better house, and she’d live there without
him, happy and defiant. Or something like that. She couldn’t picture specifics
yet, but she couldn’t stand the thought of the rest of her life looking like…
this.
The children trooped
silently behind her as she fumbled with the keys and then opened the door to
number two. The smell of fresh paint and emptiness hit her like a smack in the
face. It was the smell of fresh starts, and she didn’t want one.
She stepped inside, reaching
for the lights. Although it was only four in the afternoon it was already
getting dark, the skies heavy and low with gray clouds. Spring felt a long way
off, despite the fact that it was mid-February, and the spattering of snowdrops
interspersed with an early crocus or two that she’d seen on the drive in.
“This is it?” Mallory’s
voice rang through the empty space, scornful and incredulous. William kicked at
the skirting board, scuffing the pristine white paint. Chloe stuck her thumb in
her mouth.
“Yes, this is it,” Harriet said, trying to pitch her tone somewhere
between firm and bright. “It’s lovely, isn’t it?”
BUY LINKS
While this is one of a collection of related novels taking place in a subset of a small community it reads very well by itself. Each book focused on different relationships and circumstances.
Hariette and Richard married for better or worse, including richer or poorer. Over the course of their marriage they managed to grow their wealth and status, convinced that they were living their dreams. When it all disappears, each must figure out individually how to carry on.
An emotional journey that will make you examine your own dreams and definition of happiness.
This series reminds me of Bette Lee Crosby's writing
Hariette and Richard married for better or worse, including richer or poorer. Over the course of their marriage they managed to grow their wealth and status, convinced that they were living their dreams. When it all disappears, each must figure out individually how to carry on.
An emotional journey that will make you examine your own dreams and definition of happiness.
This series reminds me of Bette Lee Crosby's writing
Kate Hewitt is the author of over 65 novels of
women’s fiction and romance. Whichever the genre, she loves telling a
compelling and emotional story. An American ex-pat and former New Yorker, she
now lives in a small market town in Wales with her husband and five children.
You can learn more about her books and life at http://www.kate-hewitt.com.
MEET ME AT WILLOUGHBY CLOSE (book 1)
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