Deep in the forest, on a sun-drenched patch of lush green grass, surrounded by lily-of-the-valley, sits a pink house. With turrets towering like neighboring trees, and a wide welcoming front porch, the old Victorian is impossible to miss. Except that everyone in town has—everyone but Hannah Danbury.

From the outside, the tent looks like any you might see at a county fair: Tall poles support crisp white canvas that ripples gently in the breeze. But inside, the tent is a different world, one GraceTown hasn’t seen for a century. Only, no one can see this tent—no one but Sophie Jessup.

In 1919, when doors were locked and windows were shuttered against disease, an angel came to GraceTown. She moved from house to house, nursing the sick and breathing life into the community—and then she disappeared. The only evidence of her existence is a stone angel in her likeness in the town square…

When a music box weaves magic, a life in three movements unfolds...

Aided by an enchanted music box, a young woman learns valuable lessons about life and love as she sees her life as it was, as it is, and, as it could be.

At ninety-two, Matilda knows she has reached a time when there are more days behind her than ahead. And that’s okay. Surrounded by beloved friends, she’s grateful for every day. Still, listening to others plan their futures, Til can’t help but imagine, what if? An encounter with a mysterious stranger offers Til a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: a chance to start over and begin anew as a young woman.

On a crowded rack in the corner of the shop, a sleeve peeked out. She reached for it. The softness of the well-worn tweed familiar to her fingers. His scent still lingering on the lapels. This was his coat, the one he swore he’d keep forever. So how on earth did it end up here? Taylor’s dad promised that, like a compass, he may not always show her the way, but he’d be there to point her in the right direction. Taylor has never needed that guidance more than in the aftermath of his sudden passing.