The Heart of Oyster Creek

Every fabric holds a memory. His holds a fate.

In her coastal Connecticut workshop, Megan McKenna restores heirloom textiles, guided by a gift she has never told anyone about. Cloth remembers, and Megan can feel what it’s kept. For thirty years she has carried other people’s joy and grief and longing while keeping her own heart locked away.

Then Grant Wilkinson rents the cottage across her driveway and unrolls a linen navigational chart from the late 1800s, passed down from his great-great-grandfather. The moment Megan lays her hands on it, emotion floods through her — aching and unfinished, unlike anything she has ever felt.

Whoever drew that map loved a woman he lost, and a hundred and forty years later Megan can still feel every bit of it. Grant has one summer to prove the oyster beds his family worked are still alive under the silt. Megan has one summer to answer something harder — whether what’s growing between them belongs to her, or whether she is only feeling what the linen has carried all along.

She built her life around the certainty that she’s better off alone. This map, and the man who brought it, might just prove her wrong.

A warm, wholesome romance about the things families hand down and the courage it takes to reach for a life of your own.