From the bestselling author of Lulu’s Café
Josie Slater has allowed the circumstances anchoring her in Sunset Cove to become a life sentence. Since her mother’s death years before, she’s spent most of her waking hours helping her dad run the Driftwood Diner. As her best friends, Opal and Sophia, make their dreams come true, Josie watches her own art school aspirations drift on by. But when a French-speaking Southern gentleman from her past moves back from Europe, Josie is launched into a tizzy of what-ifs and I-sure-do-hope-sos.
August Bradford left Sunset Cove six years ago to sow some life oats and conquer his ambitious career goals. Finally ready to lay down some roots, the successful artist is back in town and determined to win Josie’s heart. When he enlists Josie’s help in the preparations for a children’s art camp, Josie finds herself unleashing her artistic side in a way she hasn’t since before her mother’s death. August hopes to convince Josie to paint a life with him, but the problem is convincing her to let go of her apprehensions and give him—and her dreams—a fair chance.
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Summary
From: Rebecca Maney
Book Title: Driftwood Dreams
Book Author: T. I. Lowe
What do you like about this book:
"I'm a thief . . . . A thief of moments. . . . I want to steal as many as I can steal in the time God gives me. Jo . .. will be a thief with me?"
"When a man loves a woman" . . . . the words to that classic pop ballad ran continually through my mind the entire time that I was reading this book. August Bradford's pursuit of the gorgeous, shy, fearful, talented, and terribly fragile Josie Slater is a masterpiece of wooing . . . . teasing, touching, tugging . . someone else's heart closer than they ever imagined it could be. Using multiple brushstrokes; words, colors, paints, and canvases, August draws Josie into a step-by-step journey towards a life that "is too short to live without you".
I expect that I will read this story over and over and over again . . . . as it's meant to be.