A warm, wonderful novel to curl up with. More than a love story, it's a treat for readers who enjoy Maeve Binchy, Joanna Trollope, or Mary Wesley.
When Ruth, with a love of flying that leads her to become an Auxiliary Pilot during WWII in England, meets Canadian navigator, Bill, on a fog-bound country airstrip, they know it's something special. And it is, until Bill's death some fifty years later. Recently widowed, Ruth returns to England for the first time since she left to live in Canada. It's her last journey as she dies unexpectedly in her cousin's home in London.
Ruth's daughter, Jane, flies from Australia where she now lives with her dairy farmer husband Ian, to take her mother's ashes to the family home at Evelyn's Pond in Canada. On her own for the first time since her marriage, it's a time for reflections and memories, not all of them comfortable. She loves Ian but, with the best of intentions, he unwittingly controls her life, never allowing her the space to find out who she truly is. Surrounded by mementoes of the past, Jane faces a different kind of journey-two days and nights of self discovery and decision.
But Jane also has their daughter, Megan, in her thoughts. Megan is hiking on the west coast of Canada and falling in love as assuredly as she approaches life. But she doesn't yet know she's lost her beloved grandmother.
Wendy Orr, takes us on a voyage across three continents, two lifetimes and one solitary weekend in The House at Evelyn's Pond. Beautifully written, enticing and involving-Wendy Orr displays an uncanny ability to look deeply into the loves, griefs and warmth of family relationships.
