Once in a while, I’ll find myself reading a book that I’d consider a beach read—books that seem to have a mass appeal and not all that intellectually stimulating. The Lost and Found Bookshop by Susan Wiggs was on a shelf outside our local bookstore. On sale. I was in a hurry to pick up books that I had ordered online when I glimpsed the colorful cover picturing a set of books with the title written in large font. How could I resist?
The story was a warm and quick read about starting over in life. And our universal desire to find happiness, love, trust, and ourselves and who we are meant to be.
It just all happened in a bookshop.