Driftwood Light

About this book

A woman who films hurricanes from a safe distance inherits her late father’s failing ferry and has to cross back to the island she fled, ahead of a hurricane, and to the man she left with a letter she never signed. A sweet second-chance romance.

She films hurricanes from a safe distance. The one storm she can’t outrun is the one waiting at home.

Eighteen years ago, Quinn Calder watched the rescue boats come back to Cordray Island without her mother. She learned that loving a place the sea could take was a kind of slow drowning, so at twenty-two she left it all behind: the island, her father’s failing ferry, and Eli Roan, the boy she broke up with in a letter she could never bring herself to sign.

Now Quinn films storms for a living, always from the safe dry distance of a satellite truck. But when her estranged father dies and leaves her the ferry, a mountain of debt, and a buyout offer that could erase it all, a strengthening hurricane forces her back to Cordray on the last crossing before the warnings go up.

The island is smaller than she remembers, and closer to the waterline. The old lighthouse stands dark at the north point. And Eli is still here, captaining the island’s rescue and raising his orphaned niece alone, steady and guarded and impossible to look away from. To get one last ferry across and hold the island against the storm, Quinn and Eli are thrown back together, and the old rhythm of them rises against both their wills.

With the evacuation order coming and a developer’s deadline ticking, Quinn has until the last boat leaves to decide what, and whom, is worth holding on to. But choosing to stay means choosing the water she has feared her whole life, and telling Eli the one truth she’s been keeping in the dark.

A tender, sweeping second-chance romance about grief and home and the courage to love what you could lose, for readers of Kristin Hannah, Mary Alice Monroe, and Nicholas Sparks. Sweet (closed-door) heat. Guaranteed happily-ever-after.