Harbor Pointe

Title: Harbor Pointe

Series: Hope Harbor #12

Author: Irene Hannon

Source: Hoopla/Library

My Review:

I started listening to this book on Hoopla, but I was not enjoying the narrator's narration, which is odd because I typically like books read by Thérèse Plummer. It may have been the multiple points of view shared that contributed to my dissatisfaction with the narration.

I did like the book, but there seemed to be so much going on for one book. It was jarring to be taken out of Devyn/Lauren/Aaron's world to dive into Diane/Martin/Luke's world. The first time it happened (and with audio, it's not like there is notice), I thought I had missed something. I was like, "Who are these people?" Needless to say, there are a lot of characters and moving parts to the story. In addition to the ones just mentioned, you do have the returning character of Charlie the taco stand sage (although not as much as in previous books), Father Murphy, and Reverend Baker. Plus, a host of side characters.

Once I switched to just reading the book, I enjoyed it more. It is a quick read, with themes of restoration and hope. There will be more books in the series, but the nice thing is, they all easily stand alone, even though there are a few side characters that appear in all the books.

★★★/5

Synopsis (Goodreads):  

As a principal dancer with a prestigious New York ballet company, Devyn Lee is far from her hometown of Hope Harbor on the Oregon coast. But when a family emergency compels her to return, her visit turns into an extended stay after complications arise.

Widowed millworker Aaron Steele pays no attention to the buzz in Hope Harbor about the famous dancer in town. Until his grieving ten-year-old daughter takes a fancy to Devyn after she agrees to help with a fundraising show for a local charity in which the young girl is performing. As the show—and Devyn—begin to lift his daughter's spirits, his own life is brightened by the beautiful ballerina as she slowly but surely captures his heart.

But what are the odds that such an accomplished, polished woman from the city could ever fall for a small-town lumberman with two left feet?