Review: House of Belonging by Andrea Thome

House of Belonging (Hesse Creek #3)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Synopsis: 

Who can we count on? The family we’re born into, or the one we create for ourselves?

Renowned chef Laina Ming walked away from the culinary spotlight and an unhealthy relationship—one that still haunts her a year later. She’s trying to start fresh in the Rocky Mountains, opening a concept restaurant on the banks of the Roaring Fork River, where she hopes she’ll be able to express her passion for food and bury her heartache.

Horse rancher Logan Matthews moved to Aspen to be near his sister and her husband, grateful for his newfound family. Since a chance meeting with Laina the previous summer, Logan’s been enchanted. But she doesn’t want anything to do with him—which makes her all the more appealing.

Despite Laina’s efforts to protect her heart, Logan has been on her mind, too—and he has a way of turning up in the most unexpected places. Can they learn to trust one another and finally find the sense of belonging they’ve both been searching for?

Rating: 5-stars

Review:

House of Belonging by Andrea Thome is so much more than it appears. I thought it was about a woman or women overcoming an obstacle and moving forward. Yes, it was about that. But it had more depth and emotion than I knew. The journey that each character went through to get to where they ended up was heartfelt. I could not be happier. They were so realistic. I felt as if I lived right beside them for years. Sad, funny, and charming-Andrea Thome hooked me. I couldn’t stop reading. One chapter turned into several and then I was finishing the whole book. Love, new beginnings, and a promising future were shown here. I enjoyed it. Overall, I would recommend this inspirational and heart warming tale to fans of Hallmark, Debbie Macomber, and Susan Mallery.

 

Starting Over

Phillip had been a drunk for several years until an elderly woman set him straight. At first he took her job offer so that he could buy another bottle of liquor, but he forget all about it after he was done working. There was still so much work the lady needed done. And he was the only one who could help her. Having no money of his own, the lady gave him money for each job he did. She let him sleep on her leather soft comfy couch at night. Every morning he woke to find himself covered in a blanket. He knew the lady was only trying to take care of him. Each day he worked for her. First the roof needed replacement, then the house needed to be painted both inside and outside. Also the gutters needed to be cleaned out and washed. And so much more.

The summer’s heat got worse each day. Phillip could feel water running down his back. His eyes lashes keep ticking shut from his salty sweat dripping onto his eyes. Picking up a small clean towel, he takes a break to wipe the sweat away. Man, the small breeze felt good after wiping the sweat away. The elderly lady was coming towards him. She had her homemade lemonade and a sandwich for him. She told him to call her Nana. Nana was always finding an excuse to check up on him. He smiled as she came closer.

“Here you go, Phillip. Be sure to drink lots of my fresh lemonade. And come into the house when you’re all done and get cleaned up!”, she gently ordered him

Kissing her soft cheek, Phillip said, ” Yes, ma’am.”

Smiling back Nana left him to eat and drink, while she went back into the house. Phillip couldn’t believe how long he stayed away from drinking his life away. Nana rescued him. And she helped him to start over and become a man once again. He loved the elderly lady. Her cooking was perfect, her smiles were sweet, and she knew how to handle herself. Taking a long sip of the iced cold lemonade, she had made for him, Phillip noticed a car pulling up into the driveway. The car was a small black Ford. It looked like used but was still in great shape. Then Nana came running out and hugged the young woman who was the driver of the car. She had on a plain colored tee and matching shorts. Her legs were short and she had curves on all the right places. If he had to guess, she was probably 5’2. Her hair was past her shoulders. Her brown wavy hair looked soft from the sun’s rays.

Remembering that Nana told him to take a shower, he headed to the back of the house.  Quickly stepping inside the house he grabbed clean clothes and headed for the shower.

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