The Peach Keeper

There is a reason I sat on this book for over a year before I read it. I knew I would love it so completely and that I would cry at the end – not because I was touched by the story but because I would miss the characters and the world that Allen has tucked into this book.

As magical as the moments that propel her stories, the words that Allen writes are also magical because they sweep me up like a spell woven around me.

Is it suffice to say, I loved this book?