They easily gravitate towards one another. Despite the fifteen year age difference, the relationship that develops between these two seems like it could be real. Caleb is homeless at the time and a musician who has had a rough time himself. Her motive is to get Caleb to tell her more about her estranged daughter. Jane meets Caleb, who knew Melody in passing and offers him work clearing out her backyard. In a way she was crying more for that little five-year-old girl who had died long ago than she was for her twenty-year-old daughter who had died just recently. The author tackles this sensitive subject with heartfelt compassion. There is substance abuse in her family so Jane is familiar with the struggle of loving an addict. She goes to group therapy and is trying to work through her pain. Throughout the story, Jane’s grief is real and jumps off these pages. The drug abuse took hold of Melody at a young age and spiraled out of control until Jane got the phone call that her daughter had passed away. What stood out again in this one was Jane’s pain and feelings of helplessness at the loss of her child. She lost her only daughter Melody to drug abuse. In this story, Jane is a forty year old grieving mother. I have been meaning to read the sequel, Jane’s Harmony, so I decided to read the first book again since it has been a while. Jane’s Melody is actually a re-read for me as I first read this one in 2014. And now Jane must decide if it’s too late for her to start over, or if true love really knows no limits. Sometimes our greatest gifts come from our greatest pain. A sexy but touching love story that will leave you both tantalized and in tears, Jane’s Melody follows a forty-year-old woman on a romantic journey of rediscovery after years of struggling alone.
That’s the question a grieving mother must answer when she takes in a young street musician she believes can shed light on her daughter’s death-only to find herself falling for him. WHAT BOUNDARIES WOULD YOU CROSS FOR TRUE LOVE? First line: The day after the funeral, Jane came back to the island cemetery and sat in her car, watching rain fall on her daughter’s grave.
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