Sophie Shaw suffers over the loss of her oldest son, Henry, seven years ago as well as the marriage that fell apart after that. Caring for her son Matthew and her daughter, Tia, she is a reporter for the Blue Moon Gazette in Northbridge, Connecticut. While helping her father with his kayak business, a shining knight comes to her rescue to help in her son's absence. Little does she know the handsome stranger is part of the Resort Group International that is planning a large-scale development on Blue Moon Lake, property they have stolen from under her nose. Her biggest desire is to re-establish the vineyard from the past, while keeping her dead son's memorial garden and burial site in tact on the parcel.
Duncan Jamieson is moving from Manhattan and his father's exclusive law firm to settle himself and his two children in Connecticut in hopes of restoring a lost closeness since the death of his wife. Both Duncan and Sophie harbor their own secrets as to why they desire the land. Even as things get tacky as Sophie is dealt the task of interviewing the newcomer, they both feel the same pull and attraction. Duncan remembers Sophie when his family had a summer home there but Sophie at first does not remember the thirteen year old that apparently had a crush on her. Working through the desire to be together, their secrets and vast sadness of their loss is a big obstacle to overcome. The question is, what is Duncan's personal reason for obtaining the property for a resort and which one of them has more claim. As one question is answered, more arise that demand more secrets to uncover.
Sharon Struth has woven a tale of suspicion, mystery and the complete emotional breakdown of two people searching for love and restoration of their past lives. The plot is refreshing and will definitely keep the reader turning page after page. SHARE THE MOON is the first I have had the pleasure of reading by this Sharon Struth but will not be the last. SHARE THE MOON is a book that restores faith in human nature and the ability to again find love.
Sometimes trust is the toughest lesson to learn.
Sophie Shaw is days away from signing a contract that
will
fulfill her dream of owning a vineyard. For her, itβs a
chance to restart her life and put past tragedies to
rest.
But Duncan Jamiesonβs counter offer blows hers out to
sea.
Duncan still finds Sophie as appealing as he had during
boyhood vacations to the lake. Older and wiser now, he
has
his own reasons for wanting the land. His offer, however,
hinges on a zoning change approval.
Bribery rumors threaten the deal and make Sophie wary of
Duncan, yet she cannot deny his appeal. When her
journalistic research uncovers a Jamieson family secret,
trust becomes the hardest lesson for them both.
For half a second he considered telling her the real reason the land
mattered to his brother, but he didnβt want to violate any
confidences. βI have my reasons.β
βDid you ever stop to consider how some of the things you love about
the lake could be lost by your business proposition?β
βI donβt think they will.β
βPerhaps youβre not seeing the big picture.β
βIβll address the environmental impact. I donβt want to hurt the
lake, but this will boost the Northbridge economy and create jobs.β
βThe area may suffer too. If Zoning passes those changes, theyβll
lead to additional development along the shoreline.β
He shrugged. βI canβt control everything.β
βNo. You can control what you do now, though.β
βCommunities are often resistant to change.β Duncan tried to sound
convincing but felt weakened by her demanding gaze. βThings seem to
work out.β
She cocked a confident brow, like someone about to yell the word
checkmate. βWonβt this be the first time youβve stuck around long
enough to find out?β
βI visit my sites.β
Sophie twisted her mouth, not even bothering to hide her skepticism.
Idealistic. Yes, that described her. This woman preached high
standards for everyone, including herself. Duncan considered her
perseverance as appealing as it was annoying.
She lowered the pad to her lap. βLiving there is different. Iβd go
so far to say youβreβ¦β She pressed her lips together. βNever mind.β
βWhat?β
βListen, I donβt wish to end up apologizing twice in one day.β
He opened his arms to each side. βCome on. Hit me with your best
shot.β
She gave him a you-might-be-sorry grin. βWell, Jamieson is Scottish,
right?β
He nodded.
βMy Nana was born in Scotland. She once told me a story about a
Scotsman who was asked to express an opinion about the pyramids who
replied, βA lot of masonry work and no rent coming in.ββ
He snorted. βThen you think I only care about money?β
βNo, but youβre approaching this purely from a practical, business-
like viewpoint. Stop. Think about why you love the lake.β Her potent
gaze settled on him, saying more than her words. βIβll bet one thing
is the simplicity.β
Her honesty was unexpected and refreshing, so unlike his wifeβs.
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