Home Again Book Novels & Stories

Her world had been full of dreams then, of life in the big city, of being engaged in a more vital, immediate, impactful world. “Well, you got what you wished for,” she murmured. Her life on Capitol Hill had certainly been . . . impactful. Ten years later, here she was, back home again. Only, as the old adage so wisely proclaimed, she couldn’t go home again. Not really. She was back in the Cove . . . but had no idea what home would actually mean to her now. “Home, and yet . . . not entirely home.”

ELIZABETH There was only one way to explain how blissful a home is and the truth is there was nothing like home? Could there have been anything more? Certainly not as the best part of any entity was getting back home after staying away for so long. No matter how one looked at it… it turned out to be that home is where the heart is . That was the case with my mind all through the trip back home to start. I didn't know what to expect when I got home, whether good or bad.

Reviewed by Pikasho Deka for Readers’ Favorite Coming Home by AM Sams follows the story of two neighboring families in Wyoming whose lives become intertwined under extraordinary circumstances. Cortland is one of the four Carter brothers overseeing the large Carter family ranch. He is determined to get back his family's mineral and water rights that his grandfather lost in a poker game to his neighbor, Mr. Mowery. Meanwhile, Mowery's granddaughter, Austin, is back in Wyoming, eager to rectify her family's mistakes and return the water rights of the original owners. When Cortland meets Austin, both feel an intense mutual attraction that develops into a full-blown love affair. But Cortland's tr

Gran smiled gently and placed a wrinkled hand on my arm. “You know, my dear. A home isn’t just about the place. It’s about the people you share it with and the love that fills its walls.” Her words struck a chord with me. She was right. The house itself was just bricks and mortar just like any other house, but the memories and the love we had shared within its walls were what truly mattered. By finding Jenna, my one true mate, I had found a new family for myself as well, and already in a way, we had started building our own life together. I looked around the room, now filled with boxes and memories as something clicked for me. It shouldn’t matter where I would live in the future, as long as

That was why he had no idea who Gabriella and Henry were—he didn't browse the local Internet. "Are you a permanent resident?" Robin shook his head. "We're planning to return to Chatan this year. Unless things change, we plan to stay there." "Why? Aren't things good in Moreland? Why do you want to come back?" Robin thought about it for a moment and said, "It's not that it's bad. My parents just feel that we can't forget our roots. I'm also about to graduate. So we just decided to go back." "It's good to go back. Chatan's been developing pretty fast lately."

She drove around the city aimlessly, unsure where she should go. The Sherwood residence? That was out of the question. She figured Elijah had probably married Juliette by now. Maybe they even had a child together, making Coby's wish come true. The family portrait that helped her make up her mind most likely featured a family of four now. As for the Graham residence, Maya had enough self-awareness to know that Jerry and Bertha wouldn't acknowledge her as part of the family. Thus, when Lawrence suggested restoring her identity as Julia Graham, she said, "Forget it. I quite like the name Maya Jamison. Let's leave Julia in the past."

She immediately dropped to her knees and pleaded, "I'm sorry… I was wrong… I know I made a horrible mistake. Please spare me. Don't have me shipped abroad. Please, I'm begging you!" Although I felt a rush of satisfaction from seeing the way Isabel was acting now, I was mostly filled with sorrow and regret. If I'd been a little more careful, maybe my baby wouldn't have died. Without paying any further attention to Isabel, I left the hall. … Two years later, Jeremy and I were blessed with another child, who was born safely in the hospital. He was a healthy baby. Jeremy gave me the latest updates on Walter and Isabel.

The next day, I booked a flight home. Samantha was reluctant to see me go and insisted on taking me all the way to the airport. I hugged her tightly. Over these past days, I truly had drawn a great deal of strength from her. When I returned home, the first thing I saw in the living room was our wedding photo. The wedding ring Sean had taken off still lay alone on the table, making that portrait feel all the more ironic. Marriage can’t hold down an unfaithful man, but it can trap a woman still struggling in love.

… White light flashed, and I returned to the real world. I was back in my old apartment. Everything felt like a long dream. I looked at myself in the mirror. My image felt familiar, yet strange. In that world, I had felt the depths of hate and the thrill of revenge. Everything had settled into a quiet calm. My phone buzzed with a news alert. [Genius pianist Xavier Zane announces a global tour. Tickets sold out instantly!] I froze. Xavier Zane? I clicked on the article and saw a face that I could never forget.

How come she was stranded at that bus station in the middle of nowhere—thousands of miles away from home but only ten from the worst mistake of her life? And just to honor her regular bad luck, that storm had hit out of the blue. So now she was forced to wait until it cleared for the buses to start running again, in order to take one heading to Fargo, the nearest international airport where she would have a chance to catch a plane back home. Back to her life, however dull and ordinary, but at least honest.