In my opinion, this book had the potential to be so much better than it was. I didn't care for most of the characters, the story line kept taking the wrong paths. Most of the time, if I don't like the story I put the book down and move on to the next one so I rarely have a bad book review. I kept reading it thinking it would get better, because it had potential. It was just not my style, though some may think it's a great book.
Heidi, owns a bakery in the States and instead of getting into her baking for release, she just remains a self-absorbed whiner for the entire book.
There, Charlotte confesses a shocking secret, and Heidi learns the truth about her mother’s “lost summer” when Heidi was a child. As three generations collide with one another, with the neighbor who seems to know all of their family skeletons, and with an enigmatic Frenchman, Heidi, Charlotte, and Abbot journey through love, loss, and healing amid the vineyards, warm winds and delicious food of Provence. Can the magic of the house heal Heidi’s heart, too?