This week I'm featuring Mildly Forgetful, Madly in Love by Beatrix Quinn. This is a really sweet story about an older couple who are trying to find each other again.
One missing woman, two hopeful hearts, and a trail of sticky notes no one can decipher.
When seventy-five-year-old retired botany professor Betty Wilding vanishes—again—her family assumes she’s wandered into another greenhouse or accidentally joined a silent retreat. But Betty isn’t lost. She’s chasing down a long-lost love, a decades-old betrayal, and the truth behind the letters that never reached her.
Meanwhile, Daniel Wren, gentle hardware-store philosopher and wearer of tweed in inappropriate seasons, is trying to find Betty, armed with nothing but old memories, unsent letters, and a romantic’s refusal to give up—even when everyone else thinks it’s too late.
But nothing is simple in the small town of Willowend, especially with:
When seventy-five-year-old retired botany professor Betty Wilding vanishes—again—her family assumes she’s wandered into another greenhouse or accidentally joined a silent retreat. But Betty isn’t lost. She’s chasing down a long-lost love, a decades-old betrayal, and the truth behind the letters that never reached her.
Meanwhile, Daniel Wren, gentle hardware-store philosopher and wearer of tweed in inappropriate seasons, is trying to find Betty, armed with nothing but old memories, unsent letters, and a romantic’s refusal to give up—even when everyone else thinks it’s too late.
But nothing is simple in the small town of Willowend, especially with:
- One fiercely loyal sister with a planner and a temper,
- A meddling society woman with suspiciously fresh lipstick and a plan of her own,
- And a pair of middle-aged kids who may just be falling in love while tracking down their runaway parents.
If you like your love stories witty, wistful, and just a little wild, this is the one to add to your cart right now.
Because love might grow old—but it never grows up.
Book Beginnings / First Line Friday
Betty didn't cry at the funeral.
Friday 56
Linda Walters was pacing her living room like a general about to mount a rescue mission with only caffeine and fury as her lieutenants.
What have you been reading lately?