From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Winter Renshaw comes a small-town slow burn about a writer who returns to her roots and the farmer who helps her grow.
Wren Jensen thought she had it all—until she was left at the altar and left with nothing but writer’s block. Out of options, she packs up her five-year-old son and heads back to her hometown of Colton Valley, hoping the quiet countryside will inspire her again.
Hunter McCrae wanted that property for himself. The last thing the grumpy farmer expected was a single mom moving in next door—or how much she’d unsettle his carefully guarded solitude.
Wren isn’t looking for love. Hunter isn’t looking for neighbors. But with every stolen glance and shared moment, the walls they’ve built start to crack.
She’s haunted by heartbreak. He’s married to his solitude. Neither is ready to risk it all.
But sometimes love doesn’t follow rules. It grows wild, right where it’s not supposed to.
Hunter was so complex, but the more you get to know about him, about who he is, the more you like him. It was absolutely believable why Wren was interested in him despite her past and the reasons she had to keep her distance.
I loved the depth of the character development for both of them. The book was a series of finding out the pieces of each of them as the other learned them. It left me feeling connected to them as people, which left me really invested in the story.
Without spoilers, it's hard to fully describe the journey they both go on, the ways they show up for one another and believe each other. This book is full of the little moments that build up to lead to two people forming the kind of connection that lasts.
