The first image that comes to my mind when thinking about this book is someone sitting by a cozy fireplace, wrapped in a blanket or snuggy. It's like a comfort read of sorts.This book is about a community of people from a very small town where most of the residents live by a lake-- Butternut Lak...
I had seen some nice reviews of "Up at Butternut Lake" and thought it would make a good end-of -summer read after a few heavier books I've read lately. I enjoy some chick-lit and this looked appealing. Sadly it did not meet my expectations. I found it slow as molasses with lots of repeated des...
When I had only read the first two chapters, I thought this book would be horrible. But it really grew on me! Once it got past the cliches of poorly written beach reads, I decided I actually enjoyed the plot and the characters, for the most part. There were a few random things thrown in that seem...
Caroline asked, as their pickup cruised down Main Street. Will and Daisy were cuddling in the backseat, talking quietly to each other, and Caroline was suddenly anxious to get back to the cabin. If they didn’t start dinner soon, she worried, they’d be eating at midnight. B...
He and Daisy had spent their night, as usual, at Pearl’s and the Black Bear. But from the moment he’d first seen her, something had been different between them. It was as if there was an added charge in their attraction to each other, an extra current of electricity running between their bodies. ...
This time, though, she drove out to Butternut Lake. “Jax?” Allie said to herself, standing at the kitchen window and holding a just-washed dinner dish in her hands. She put the dish in the dish rack, wiped her hands on a hand towel, and hurried out to meet her just as Jax ...
Swanson’s office,” Poppy said, standing in the doorway to Win’s bedroom. Win looked up from the overnight bag she’d laid on top of her bed. “Are they ready?” she asked. She meant Sasquatch’s ashes. Poppy nodded. “They came today.” “That was quick,” Win said, putting a nightgown in her bag. “I kno...
But no sooner had she fallen asleep than something dragged her, violently, awake. What is that? she thought, sitting up in bed, her heart pounding, her covers thrown off, her feet already on the floor. What is that noise? But she knew. She’d never heard it before, but as its shrill electronic pul...