The latest installment in my Beach House series is now available in digital and print. This is Skye and Gage’s book, and can be read standalone, but readers of the previous stories will know the pair have been conducting a correspondence for months.
In this book, I’ve included parts of some of their letters to each other, which was very fun. He’s a globetrotting photojournalist and she’s the property manager of the cove where he summered as a kid. At the beginning of the story he decides to visit the beach and surprise his pen pal…and the surprise is on him when he finds he doesn’t feel very “pal”-ish toward her after all.
Because they consider each other “just friends” while they live half-a-world away, they don’t exchange love letters, but it did get me thinking about all the letters I used to write to Surfer Guy, my dh. We met in college and I would write long notes to him (probably during class, bad Christie) and then find his bike on campus and wedge my letter between the bars for him to find.
I was such a romantic! Looking back, I wonder what I said. I mean, we saw each other probably daily, or close to it. Silly kids in love. When we were apart in the summers, I continued with my mushy correspondence, and he’d reciprocate with a few sprawled lines on scratch paper…still, I knew he was a keeper.
Did you ever have a pen pal or write sappy letters to your love? Get any sappy letters in return?