~A Week in Winter by Maeve Binchy~
“She was still vaguely hopeful that there was love out there somewhere—just a little less sure that she might actually find it.”
“Her life was like her house—a colorful fantasy where anything was possible if you wanted it badly enough.”
Chicky Starr revamps an old mansion, turning it into a holiday resort for those wanting to spend time in an out-of-the-way place. Stone House is in a remote area on the cliffs of Ireland, part of a small village. The novel follows a varied cast of characters. A warm read. Humorous. Relatable.
Maeve Binchy was one of a kind. I’m not sure how she did it. The stories she wrote are rich with characters in situations that we often find ourselves. I find myself becoming attached to her characters, and remembering them long after the last page has been read. This was her last novel.
While this is not my favorite novel of hers, it was a joy to revisit for this fan.
This one may be a bit slow in parts, and does seem to meander a bit, but I think it’s well worth the time. It leaves me with a warm, cozy feeling.