“…you don’t ever lose the sadness, but you learn to love it because it becomes a part of you, and bit by bit, it fades. And, eventually, you’ll pick yourself back up and you’ll find that you’re okay. That you’re going to be okay. And eventually, it’ll be true.”
Florence is the ghostwriter for a bestselling romance author. Unfortunately, she believes romance is dead, so following a bad breakup, she’s been unable to make progress on the author’s latest book. But when she asks her immensely handsome new editor for an extension, he refuses. The book must be done tomorrow.
While she’s prepared to lose the best job she’s ever had, she’s utterly unprepared for the phone call summoning her home to South Carolina for the first time in years. Her father has died, and she has to help her family bury him. But being home stirs up hurts and arguments, not to mention Florence’s ability to see and speak to ghosts. And when one ghost in particular appears, she’s unsure of what he needs from her—or does she need something from him?
I truly felt this book in my soul. It’s sappy and funny and sad and romantic and just absolutely beautiful. I want to read it again for the first time.
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