She sealed everything she felt into jam jars. He was the man who finally asked her to open one.
Claire Whitmore has run the Harvest Hope Church farmer’s market booth every July for six years — rows of hand-labeled preserves, hand-stitched goods, and a heart she’s kept just as carefully sealed since her fiancé walked away two days before their wedding. She’s learned to pour her love into things she can give without having to stay in the room.
Daniel Merritt didn’t expect to end up at a gingham-draped booth when he took the church facilities manager job. He’s a former carpenter still finding his footing after three years away from his faith — and the last thing he needs is to fall for a woman whose walls are as neatly organized as her inventory.
But a July thunderstorm, a toppled display, and an hour talking in a rain-hammered church van change everything.
A faith story about second chances — for the heart that’s wondered if the wandering years disqualify you from something goodA romance worth waiting for — slow-burn, tender, and built on honest conversation rather than grand gesturesA sun-soaked small-town setting — Clover Creek in July, with bluegrass, beeswax candles, and the best strawberry preserves in the countyCharacters you’ll want to know — including Millie, Claire’s grandmother, whose wisdom arrives with impeccable timing and excellent cobblerClean, wholesome, deeply hopeful — no content you’ll need to skip; every page is safe to savor
Perfect for fans of Becky Wade, Denise Hunter, and anyone who believes that the sweetest things in life — like grace, like preserves, like love — are worth the wait.
One-click today and spend a July in Clover Creek — where homemade things last, and the best harvests are the ones you didn’t plan for.
