Think Alice Hoffman takes a trip underneath the magnolia trees and meets up with Flannery O Connor... and you come up with this book. This book is as sweet as the honeysuckle that wafts through the night and tickles the nose and the senses of the Southern ladies sitting out on the veranda. Here is a small book that is enormous in its impact on the soul. It has a slow Southern charm, more than a hint of magic, and characters who are entwined with each other even as they push each other away. The apple tree, the garden, weave their spells around the souls that are yearning for passion and fulfillment. So tender and enchanting that every read feels like the first time.. this is about the magic of love that is found in each one of us, and the ultimate gift that life gives us, that is never too late to love ourselves and each other. Beautiful prose and magic moments throughout this dear little book.