

WOW! What a powerful story and one that is definitely going down on my favorites list. It's also one I know I'll read again. I absolutely loved every minute from beginning to end. Throughout the Chapel Springs series we've gotten to know Ryan and how much he loves Abby, but we don't know Abby at all. This story changes that. Page by page, her life is revealed and we see more clearly just who she is. We also learn about Ryan and Abby's marriage and what happened between them. From tense to tender, I loved all the interaction and dialog between Ryan and Abby. And Ladies, if you love romantic tension as much as I do, then you are in for a real treat because this story is loaded with it! One person I appreciated getting to know was Abby's best friend, Gillian. She was a great example of a good friend. I also enjoyed seeing all the McKinley clan again and catching up with what's happening in their lives. We find that the Lord is always there through difficult times and the importance of staying close to Him. I appreciated the message that although your upbringing affects who you are, it doesn't have to define your future. I have loved all the books in the Chapel Springs series, (Barefoot Summer, Dancing with Fireflies, The Wishing Season and Married 'til Monday) but I must say, this is my favorite; maybe because I have a real heart for struggling marriage/second chance stories. Married 'til Monday is a top-notch story from a top-notch author and one I HIGHLY recommend!
*This complimentary copy was provided by Thomas Nelson through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review*
One of my many favorite quotes:
Her eyes traveled down to his lips. She wanted them back on
hers more than she wanted her next breath. She let loose of the wispy edges of
her dream, pulling him forward. His lips met hers again, and her soul gave a
contented sigh. She ran her palms over the scruff of his jaw, eager to touch,
hungry to taste. He obliged her, deepening the kiss. Her hands climbed the
solid wall of his chest. Her fingers dove into his hair while he worked his
magic on her mouth. He touched her like she was heirloom china, delicate and
precious. He always had. She’d missed this,
ached for it in the quiet of night when loneliness was like a cement block on
the center of her chest.
For more information about this book or other books by Denise Hunter, I encourage you to visit her website at: www.denisehunterbooks.com/
For more information about this book or other books by Denise Hunter, I encourage you to visit her website at: www.denisehunterbooks.com/
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