This is one of Mary Calmes’s typical sweet guy meets his soul mate story but with a ton of outside information and a host of family and small town characters. I liked Kaenon Geary, and I liked him more because the author tells us how his name is pronounced. (I would dearly love an MC named Joe sometime. But I digress.) Kaenon is back to spring his grandmother, who raised him after his parents disowned him when he came out at 14, from the hospital where she is dying of cancer. Her other family members want her in a nursing home, and she knows he’s the only one who will listen to her. (Picture the white knight riding to the rescue.)
When he deposits her home, we start to meet other family members and then most of the townsfolk. Kaenon is going to restore her garden and while he’s doing that, he (like the flowers, trees, and herbs planted) begins to set his roots back down while entertaining everyone, sponsoring high school girls who need AP English that summer (he’s an English professor) and discussing his deceased aunt (who practiced a form of witchcraft and taught him all about herbs) and, of course, falling in love with one of his high school bullies, now chief constable in his hometown, Brody Scott.
Kaenon is only there for the summer at the beginning of the story but by the end he realizes he needs the town as much as the town needs him and he decides to stay. So those who want the warm and fuzzies and a HEA—this is for you.
But there’s a lot I didn’t care for as well. The story was overloaded with information about gardens, plants, herbs, various herbal mixes used for health cures and spirit lifting, and about the person who taught Kaenon…Aunt Peg. We learned her life story while learning the stories of Grandma Jo and Kaenon’s grandfather and everything that happened to Kaenon in high school that made him decide to leave and never come back until now when he’s in his midthirties. So much information…overwhelming.
And then there are the townspeople and the family members, all with forgiveness on their minds. Some begging for it, including Kaenon’s sister and brother and eventually, his father. It was very difficult for me to buy in to the loving, warm family. I mean, the sister, who he hasn’t seen in nearly twenty years, who cold-shouldered him and never tried to reach out to him, wants his forgiveness, and then when he makes an overture of acceptance, she runs to him, climbs him like a spider monkey, and enfolds him in her arms. A similar scene plays out with his brother, and later, the father! In my experience, people who are cold, stay cold, or at the minimum, are not demonstrative. It would be very difficult for anyone in my extended family to do more than hug, possibly with tears, but outright sobbing and this incredibly warm and cozy in-your-face hugging and loving? Uh-uh. Not a chance. And my own experience likely strongly influenced my belief in the actions here, but I just couldn’t see all that lovey-dovey stuff happening. Not after 15 to 20 years of noncommunication.
On to Brody—tall, ruggedly handsome, muscular—the perfect cop. And Brody wasn’t such a bad guy as Kaenon remembered…much. Granted, he didn’t bully him, but he didn’t stop it either. So warm and fuzzy forgiveness might have been more related to the strong sexual attraction there. I don’t think we actually got enough of Brody or his own story because he got lost in the sea of other characters and, for a time, I thought I was wrong about him being the love interest.
So lots to like and lots to dislike here. I could go on and on, but all I can say is this will likely have two camps of readers—those who love it and those who didn’t—and the gap between them will be wide.