Publisher's Synopsis
Laurel Richards, on assignment to write about old inns in Western New York, couldn't have been more surprised or stunned when Sergeant Clay Randal, the six-two, blue-eyed hunk she'd had the poor judgment to succumb to one witless night during a layover in Israel answered the door to the Lily Pad Inn. The last image she had of him was his cute, khaki-clad behind scrambling to leave her hotel room at the break of dawn, never to be seen or heard from again--not that she tried very hard to find him. Now three years later she couldn't help but wonder what he was doing there--wearing a cocky grin and a white-flowered, kitchen apron no less.
When Ellie and Travis Johnson, the owners and Clay's aunt and uncle, tell Laurel the history of the inn she becomes engrossed in the elderly couple's love story that began in 1944 at a U.S. military hospital based in Australia. As the story unfolds, Laurel learns that sometimes in the messy sea of humanity, love simply is.
