Until now, Nora Robert's Montana Sky was the best book I have ever read. Now, Falling Home has replaced my former favorite. It is insightful, side-splitting funny, and hopeful.
Cassandra left Walton, Georgia, fifteen years ago after her sister (who she half raised) eloped with her boyfriend. Obviously, that left a mark. She spent those fifteen years in New York City, working her backside off in an advertising firm with a cold, sorry excuse of a boyfriend.
She does what she swore she would never do. She goes back to her hometown. Her father was dying, and it was his last wish. Love, responsibility, and the small-town life keeps beckoning her. However, she has accomplished so much in New York. She loves the city with all its glamour, sophistication, and opportunities.
For those who wrote the negative reviews on amazon.com, you can butter my butt and call me a biscuit. The south is full of oddities that those of us in the south laugh at and love. I do understand that being family is no excuse for being a doormat; however, when duty calls, you should answer. Cassie understood the south, and she ended up understanding family.
I cried through the last 50 pages. My husband thinks I have lost my mind, and my kids are still laughing about it. I read all 437 pages in 2 days. It is that good. I would just really like a sequel.