Married and the father of a young daughter, John Bevan had finally found the traditional family he lacked as an orphaned child. But all that disappears when a fatal car accident steals away his wife-and the unborn child she carried.
Filled with sorrow, John withdraws from life and love. He erects a small cross at the scene of his wife's accident and visits daily, grieving. Then one morning he encounters a young man kneeling before the cross, touching it up with white paint. John's conversations and travels with this mysterious man-known to him only as the Cross Gardener-will forever change his world. (Goodreads)
This was a comfort read for me ..sentimental sappy, my kind of book. This one dealt with grief and finding a unusual comforter. I enjoyed the strong men relationships ... particularly the Bevan men, Wayne, John, and Scott. The father-son and brother-brother bonding were feel-good moments. I especially took a liking to Wayne, John's father. Wayne had desirable qualities. He was hardworking, kind, wise, and had integrity. My kind of father figure so I couldn't help but fall in love with the man and root for his legacy. Consequently, he raised fine boys and thus I liked the journey these boys were taking to get to manhood ..and parenthood in John's case.
Simply put, this was a sweet family love story. A light read that someone who has lost a loved one might find a moment of calmness. A good Father's Day book as well.