Age, relationships, and careers – we are all unique. Yet beneath the exterior facade we choose to show to the world at large, what do we have in common? The things we bury deep inside; the worries and fears we are unable to verbalize, and the hand fate takes in our lives is a common thread. Sometimes we fail to recognize in each other that innermost struggle on the path to true love.
Six very different stories, six couples linked by The Restaurant @ The Mill, owned by Hilary Marks and Ben Adams. As the restaurant thrives the atmosphere is alive with conversation, snapshots of lives unfolding; each one a personal journey.
- Print Length: 312 pages
- Publisher: Sapphire Star Publishing (July 31, 2012)
- ASIN: B008RP5KUU
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR…Linn B Halton lives in the UK, in the small Gloucestershire village of Arlingham, on the banks of the River Severn with her adorable husband and cat with attitude – Mr Tiggs! She writes romantic fiction with a psychic or astrological theme and many of the paranormal events that feature in her books are real life experiences.
Linn is also a featured new Author on http://loveahappyending.com/ and Editor of the feature ‘Author & Associate Catch-Ups’ including ‘Reader/Author Team Reports’ on the website’s magazine-style blog.
FROM THE BOOK FAERY REVIEWS…THE RESTAURANT @ THE MILL was a different reading experience for me I have to say. Right from the first page, I felt lured into the restaurant; literally into the restaurant. It was as if someone led me to a private table inside and just started talking to me. Directly to me. The place and people were unfamiliar at first yet they were rather open with me. Each sharing a moment of their life and then passing on to the other while they regained the courage to speak to me again or to just take a breather. The characters ranged from the owners, a staff member, some frequent diners, and the ghost, Sarah. Don’t be fooled when I say ghost into thinking this is a ghost story. While it has some elements of the paranormal (those who can see, feel spirits) and of course you can’t forget the restaurant’s ghost Sarah, THE RESTAURANT is about the people connected with the restaurant. They were all likeable and realistic characters. Each one I enjoyed “listening” to. These people shared a part of their lives with me through an entire season at the restaurant. You won’t find action or romantic passion, but you will find plenty of human emotions between the pages as you get to know a bit about each of them. Emotions that are bound to tug at your own heart, have you jumping with glee, and even have you frustrated. But in the end, you’ll feel lighter than you were in the middle of the stories. I recommend this book to others who enjoy “listening” to another share a bit of their life and are not afraid to feel sadness, happiness, and victory in one sitting.
READ THE EXCERPT…When your family is affected by a tragedy, you find yourself in the midst of emotions that are so strong it’s almost impossible to keep a grasp on normal life. The tragedy happened to my sister, Mya, who was driving home one dark night in the pouring rain. The car that hit hers swerved to avoid a cyclist whose wheel had struck a pothole, and the effects of that night spread out like ripples on a pond to catch us all.
Sam was my sister’s boyfriend, and during the long months following the accident we were all distraught. My parents had each other for support, but I couldn’t add to their burden, could I? So I shared my feelings with Sam and he, in return, shared his feelings with me. I was nineteen at the time and Sam was twenty-seven. He always talked to me as if I was his equal; he made me feel that my fears and worries mattered, that I mattered.
The day I knew beyond a doubt that I had fallen in love with him was, ironically, the day he made the decision to gently disengage himself from our family. One moment he was a part of everything that was going on and within a few weeks he was no longer there when I looked for him. Mum and Dad accepted it was time for him to move on, grateful for the way he had taken care of me. I knew from that very first day when he appeared late and left early, that it was the start of the end; I also knew that I couldn’t change how I felt about him. I had no idea whether he noticed the difference in me, because either way it could never work. If he felt something for me, how could we pretend that he hadn’t once loved my sister? If he thought of me simply as Mya’s younger sister, that would break my heart.