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They'd always be the best of friends
When it came to things that made summer special, Block Island was right up there with sea breezes and honeysuckle. And, for Shelley Ballard, so was Kip Stroud.
When Shelly and Kip were seven they tramped through the sand dunes and explored hidden coves. And Shelley called Kip "friend."
When they were fifteen they talked about sex and practiced French kissing. And Shelley called him a "man."
When she was twenty-seven they talked about the old days and, in a moment of abandon, created a new life...And Shelley called him "the father of her baby."
Now, at thirty, they set up a household together on their precious Block Island and raise their son...But can Shelley ever call him "husband?"
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This contemporary romance from 1991 hasn't necessarily aged well. The first part that portrays two fifteen year old summer friends struggling with adolescent changes is charming. The second part of their reunion years later also has its moments. But then...well, let's just say that category romance cliches kick in and the rest is all downhill. Judith Arnold was one of my favorite category romance authors in the 1980s and 1990s, and I'll always be grateful that she contributed a Hanukkah story to the Harlequin American Romance line, but this book did not need to make a reappearance 25 years later.