THE SEA GLASS COTTAGE
Author: RaeAnne Thayne
ISBN: 9781335045164
Publication Date: 3/17/2020
Publisher: HQN Books
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Book Summary:
From the New
York Times bestselling author RaeAnne Thayne comes
a brand-new novel for fans of Debbie Macomber and Susan Wiggs. RaeAnne Thayne
tells the story of an emotional homecoming that brings hope and healing to
three generations of women.
The life Olivia Harper always dreamed of isn’t so dreamy these days. The 16-hour work days are unfulfilling and so are things with her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when she hears that her estranged mother, Juliet, has been seriously injured in a car accident, Liv has no choice but to pack up her life and head home to beautiful Cape Sanctuary on the Northern California coast.
It’s just for a few months—that’s what Liv keeps telling herself. But the closer she gets to Cape Sanctuary, the painful memories start flooding back: Natalie, her vibrant, passionate older sister who downward-spiraled into addiction. The fights with her mother who enabled her sister at every turn. The overdose that took Natalie, leaving her now-teenaged daughter, Caitlin, an orphan.
As Liv tries to balance her own needs with those of her injured mother and an obstinate, resentful fifteen-year-old, it becomes clear that all three Harper women have been keeping heartbreaking secrets from one another. And as those secrets are revealed, Liv, Juliet, and Caitlin will see that it’s never too late—or too early—to heal family wounds and find forgiveness.
The life Olivia Harper always dreamed of isn’t so dreamy these days. The 16-hour work days are unfulfilling and so are things with her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when she hears that her estranged mother, Juliet, has been seriously injured in a car accident, Liv has no choice but to pack up her life and head home to beautiful Cape Sanctuary on the Northern California coast.
It’s just for a few months—that’s what Liv keeps telling herself. But the closer she gets to Cape Sanctuary, the painful memories start flooding back: Natalie, her vibrant, passionate older sister who downward-spiraled into addiction. The fights with her mother who enabled her sister at every turn. The overdose that took Natalie, leaving her now-teenaged daughter, Caitlin, an orphan.
As Liv tries to balance her own needs with those of her injured mother and an obstinate, resentful fifteen-year-old, it becomes clear that all three Harper women have been keeping heartbreaking secrets from one another. And as those secrets are revealed, Liv, Juliet, and Caitlin will see that it’s never too late—or too early—to heal family wounds and find forgiveness.
Excerpt:
1
Olivia
Olivia shoved her hands
into her pockets against the damp Seattle afternoon. Nothing would take the
chill from her bones, though. She knew that. Even five days of sick leave,
huddling in her bed and mindlessly bingeing on cooking shows hadn’t done
anything but make her crave cake.
She couldn’t hide away
in her apartment forever. Eventually she was going to have to reenter life and
go back to work, which was why she stood outside this coffee shop in a typical
spring drizzle with her heart pounding and her stomach in knots.
This was stupid. The
odds of anything like that happening to her again were ridiculously small. She
couldn’t let one man battling mental illness and drug abuse control the rest of
her life.
She could do this.
She reached out to pull
the door open, but before she could make contact with the metal handle, her
cell phone chimed from her pocket.
She knew instantly from
the ringtone it was her best friend from high school, who still lived in Cape
Sanctuary with her three children.
Talking to Melody was
more important than testing her resolve by going into the Kozy Kitchen right
now, she told herself. She answered the call, already heading back across the
street to her own apartment.
“Mel,” she answered,
her voice slightly breathless from the adrenaline still pumping through her and
from the stairs she was racing up two at a time. “I’m so glad you called.”
Glad didn’t come
close to covering the extent of her relief. She really hadn’t wanted to go into
that coffee shop. Not yet. Why should she make herself? She had coffee at home
and could have groceries delivered when she needed them.
“You know why I’m
calling, then?” Melody asked, a strange note in her voice.
“I know it’s amazing to
hear from you. You’ve been on my mind.”
She was not only a
coward but a lousy friend. She hadn’t checked in with Melody in a few weeks,
despite knowing her friend was going through a life upheaval far worse than
witnessing an attack on someone else.
As she unlocked her
apartment, the cutest rescue dog in the world, a tiny, fluffy cross between a
Chihuahua and a miniature poodle, gyrated with joy at the sight of her.
Yet another reason she
didn’t have to leave. If she needed love and attention, she only had to call
her dog and Otis would come running.
She scooped him up and
let him lick her face, already feeling some of her anxiety calm.
“I was thinking how
great it would be if you and the boys could come up and stay with me for a few
days when school gets out for the summer,” she said now to Melody. “We could
take the boys to the Space Needle, maybe hop the ferry up to the San Juans and
go whale watching. They would love it. What do you think?”
The words seemed to be
spilling out of her, too fast. She was babbling, a weird combination of relief
that she hadn’t had to face that coffee shop and guilt that she had been
wrapped up so tightly with her own life that she hadn’t reached out to a friend
in need.
“My apartment isn’t
very big,” she went on without waiting for an answer. “But I have an extra
bedroom and can pick up some air beds for the boys. They’ve got some really
comfortable ones these days. I’ve got a friend who says she stayed on one at
her sister’s house in Tacoma and slept better than she does on her regular
mattress. I’ve still got my car, though I hardly drive it in the city, and the
boys would love to meet Otis. Maybe we could even drive to Olympic National
Park, if you wanted.”
“Liv. Stop.” Melody cut
her off. “Though that all sounds amazing and I’m sure the boys would love it,
we can talk about that later. You have no idea why I called, do you?”
“I… Why did you call?”
Melody was silent for a
few seconds. “I’m afraid there’s been an accident,” she finally said.
The breath ran out of
Olivia like somebody had popped one of those air mattresses with a bread knife.
“Oh no. Is it one of
your boys?” Oh please, she prayed. Don’t let it be one of the boys.
Melody had been through
enough over the past three months, since her jerkhole husband ran off with one
of his high school students.
“No, honey. It’s not my
family. It’s yours.”
Her words seemed to
come from far away and it took a long time for them to pierce through.
No. Impossible.
Fear rushed back in,
swamping her like a fast-moving tide. She sank blindly onto the sofa.
“Is it Caitlin?”
“It’s not your niece.
Stop throwing out guesses and just let me tell you. It’s your mom. Before you
freak out, let me just say, first of all, she’s okay, from what I understand. I
don’t have all the details but I do know she’s in the hospital, but she’s okay.
It could have been much worse.”
Her mom. Olivia tried
to picture Juliet lying in a hospital bed and couldn’t quite do it. Juliet
Harper didn’t have time to be in a hospital bed. She was always hurrying
somewhere, either next door to Sea Glass Cottage to the garden center the
Harper family had run in Cape Sanctuary for generations or down the hill to
town to help a friend or to one of Caitlin’s school events.
“What happened?”
“She had a bad fall and
suffered a concussion and I think some broken bones.”
Olivia’s stomach
twisted. A concussion. Broken bones. Oh man. “Fell where? Off one of the cliffs
near the garden center?”
“I’m sorry. I don’t
know all the details yet. This just happened this morning and it’s still early
for the gossip to make all the rounds around town. I assumed you already knew.
That Caitlin or someone would have called you. I was only checking in to see
how I can help.”
This morning. She
glanced at her watch. Her mother had been in an accident hours earlier and
Olivia was just finding out about it now, in late afternoon.
Someone should have
told her—if not Juliet herself, then, as Melody said, at least Caitlin.
Given their recent
history, it wasn’t particularly surprising that her niece, raised by Olivia’s
mother since she was a baby, hadn’t bothered to call. Olivia wasn’t Caitlin’s
favorite person right now. These days, during Olivia’s regular video chats with
her mother, Caitlin never popped in to say hi anymore. At fifteen, Caitlin was
abrasive and moody and didn’t seem to like Olivia much, for reasons she didn’t
quite understand.
“I’m sure someone tried
to reach me but my phone has been having trouble,” she lied. Her phone never
had trouble. She made sure it was always in working order, since so much of her
freelance business depended on her clients being able to reach her and on her
being able to Tweet or post something on the fly.
“I’m glad I checked in,
then.”
“Same here. Thank you.”
Several bones broken
and a long recovery. Oh dear. That would be tough on Juliet, especially this
time of year when the garden center always saw peak business.
“Thank you for telling
me. Is she in the hospital there in Cape Sanctuary or was she taken to one of
the bigger cities?”
“I’m not sure. I can
call around for you, if you want.”
“I’ll find out. You
have enough to worry about.”
“Keep me posted. I’m
worried about her. She’s a pretty great lady, that mom of yours.”
Olivia shifted,
uncomfortable as she always was when others spoke about her mother to her.
Everyone loved her, with good reason. Juliet was warm, gracious, kind to just
about everyone in their beachside community of Cape Sanctuary.
Which made Olivia’s own
awkward, tangled relationship with her mother even harder to comprehend.
“Will you be able to
come home for a few days?”
Home. How could she go
home when she couldn’t even walk into the coffee shop across the street?
“I don’t know. I’ll
have to see what’s going on there.”
How could she possibly
travel all the way to Northern California? A complicated mix of emotions
seemed to lodge like a tangled ball of yarn in her chest whenever she thought
about her hometown, which she loved and hated in equal measures.
The town held so much
guilt and pain and sorrow. Her father was buried there and so was her sister.
Each room in Sea Glass Cottage stirred like the swirl of dust motes with memories
of happier times.
Olivia hadn’t been back
in more than a year. She kept meaning to make a trip but something else always
seemed to come up. She usually went for the holidays at least, but the previous
year she’d backed out of even that after work obligations kept her in Seattle
until Christmas Eve and a storm had made last-minute travel difficult. She had
spent the holiday with friends instead of with her mother and Caitlin and had
felt guilty that she had enjoyed it much more than the previous few when she
had gone home.
She
couldn’t avoid it now, though. A trip back to Cape Sanctuary was long overdue,
especially if her mother needed her.
Author Bio:
New York Times bestselling
author RaeAnne Thayne finds inspiration in the beautiful northern Utah
mountains where she lives with her family. Her books have won numerous honors,
including six RITA Award nominations from Romance Writers of America and Career
Achievement and Romance Pioneer awards from RT Book Reviews. She loves to hear
from readers and can be reached through her website at www.raeannethayne.com.
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