The third in a series about how a young single mother, faced with the task of keeping an inn and winery going in Oregon wine country, becomes the matriarch of a family filled with love and unexpected surprises as the inn continues to grow into a well-known hotel. Home is where your heart leads you… Louise “Lulu” Kingsley is thrilled to discover after years of wishing for a sibling, Cami Chandler is her half-sister. When Cami invites her to live at Chandler Hill, Lulu jumps at the chance to leave behind all the heartache in her recent life. Not the spoiled little rich girl the media would like everyone to think, Lulu digs into marketing for the inn and winery, feeling more comfortable there than she ever did in California with her political father. Better yet, her mother is becoming a stronger, happier person and shares the idea of becoming part of a new family. Even though Lulu is aware that Miguel Lopez is the kind of guy who represents everything she’s trying to forget, she’s attracted to him. Following a heartbreaking situation, she steps away from their relationship. Lulu settles in at Chandler Hill, coping the best way she knows—by working hard. But when Cami’s beloved grandfather, Rafe, has a stroke, Lulu realizes life is short and knows she must make things right with Miguel, and learns that home is where your heart leads you. A great read with a glass of wine or anytime! A love story of a family with heart… Be sure to read the other books in the series: Going Home and Coming Home. And check out Judith Keim’s other series – the Hartwell Women, The Beach House Hotel series, the Fat Fridays series, the Salty Key Inn series, the Chandler Hill Inn series, the Desert Sage Inn series, and the Seashell Cottage Books that readers are loving. Judith Keim is the author of beloved novels of contemporary women facing challenges with family relationships, work situations, or other life struggles as they grow to discover more about themselves and triumph with happiness and romance along the way. Contemporary women's fiction, Contemporary Women's Romance, Friends Fiction, Family Saga, strong heroine, Finding love, Family Life Fiction, Mothers and Daughters Fiction, Friends fiction, Women's literary fiction, strong women face challenge, Oregon winery, Women's domestic life fiction, friends, country inn, hotel, vineyard, winery,
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Lester feels home at last. Vera B. Williams died on October 16, 2015, while still working on this book with her dear friend and fellow artist Chris Raschka.
Home at Last
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