How is it that Anna Jacobs always swaddles you into a world that feels cozy and safe and hopeful?
Here is another story about a working woman who wants to retire but puts it off until she is at the edge of the world and has to fight her way back to home and to England. There she discovers that her financial advisor has emptied her bank account of everything but her last bonus.
She nevertheless sets up house, in a pleasant community where she has purchased a home, spontaneously, without permission, and without regret.
She is of course divorced and her ex-husband does not much like the fact that her next door neighbor is well off and cares for his ex-wife, carefully. Things move slowly and sweetly. All is well and all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well.