It might have been a legitimate B and B at one time, but over the years it had become a senior citizen commune with a revolving door, a long layover for people on their way to Florida retirement glory.
The Hideaway was always a hodgepodge of flabby arms, gray hair, housedresses, and suspenders.
Was that what I was doing? Running? It didn’t feel that way. It felt more like I was arriving.
Silence stretched between us, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Rather, it was a space for dreams. For possibility.
The smell of his cologne was thick as cake batter.
For the first time I took him in from top to bottom. Movie star sunglasses perched on his head. Acid-green hair with blond roots showing. Red tank top tucked into black skinny jeans. Black Converse lace-ups. ‘You look like a Christmas nightmare,’ I said.
Don’t see too many girls around here who look so classy. No offense… But you kind of stick out like legs on a fish.
I’ve known real love and true beauty, two things not given to every person.
The Hideaway, like its occupants, was quirky, complex, and delightful. I absolutely adored this book from start to finish. I was immediately pulled in and intrigued by these irresistible characters and couldn’t seem to read fast enough as I wanted to know every little thing about them, yet I also wanted to savor each and every word of this richly detailed, poignant, and artfully crafted tale. The writing was smooth and well-paced; while the story was unique, amusing, emotive, and compelling. I relished the ease and comfort in following the narrating voices, as well as the colorful depictions and lush descriptions of each scene and person. But the characters held my heart as they were fascinating, well-drawn, knowable, endearingly flawed, and divinely written. The storyline was full of feels, and more than once I felt my throat grow hot – causing me to gasp for breath while I wiped my eyes to continue reading. Lauren K. Denton’s word voodoo held me captive from page one until the satisfying conclusion, although, I now feel more than a bit bereft to leave them behind. I want to be like Dot and Major who had checked in at the Hideaway and just never checked out.
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