Loneliness is a special kind of wound, one that scabs over and becomes tolerable. Life goes on and the lonely go with it, doing what they do, interacting with others, enjoying their days to the best extent possible.
Until someone comes along and picks at the scab. The lonely is reminded of her state. Discordant emotions arise. Nights become unbearable, but the morning brings hope. Hope for a healing of the deep, old wound.
When that hope is yanked away, the wound bleeds profusely.
Normandie Fischer can illustrate loneliness as if she has lived through it herself. I don’t have a clue whether she has, but she did an excellent job in her Women’s Fiction romance. Her character, Tadie, was doing just fine in her life–busy, surrounded by friends, generally happy–until Will and his daughter Jillie came along and reminded her of how empty her days were and stirred a craving she’d long suppressed. When Will, still suffering from his wife’s death, forbids her from seeing Jillie again and disappears from her life, Tadie’s pain is realistic and heartrending. Tadie’s a fighter, but that kind of emptiness is a tough opponent. In this battle, victory is sweet indeed.
Five stars to this novel, with its setting by the sea and the love of sailing in the heart of all the characters.
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