On the Ferry to Skye (
Love Along the Way #3)
by
J.A. Forde Purchase on:
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Goodreads Synopsis:
Eight summers. Two broken hearts.
One shocking truth.
It took eight summers for Avonlea Stewart to give her heart to her best friend but only moments for him to shatter it. In the wake of her heartbreak, she found herself facing a life-altering decision—one that drove her away from the Isle of Skye and the memories of her first love.
More than a decade later, the opportunity of a lifetime pulls her back to the place forever stitched into her soul. But returning means confronting the past—especially when the man she’s hidden it from is the first person she sees: her childhood best friend, her first love… the father of her child.
Jamie Murray loved Avonlea Stewart, but he realized it too late—after he’d already broken her heart. That mistake cost him more than their friendship; it cost him Scotland—the home he left behind, believing she’d moved on with someone else.
Years later, a devastating family situation calls him back, but the past he’s fought to forget is still there, waiting for him, because Avonlea’s back too. And facing her, and the life she built without him, is more than he can bear.
Stuck together under the same roof, Avonlea and Jamie are forced to face everything they lost—and the truth they once promised each other.
On the Ferry to Skye is book three in the Love Along the Way series. It showcases the resilience of young love, the strength of old love, and how true love always finds a way—so long as you’re willing to work for it.
Review:
On the Ferry To Skye was the most beautiful second chance, childhood friends romance. Set in a small town in Ireland, this story whisked me away. The characters felt so real, I cried all the tears, and the found family was beyond heartwarming. If you love forced proximity, and epilogues that will leave you smiling, then this is your book!
The memories bombard me in a torrent: this ferry, that island, the inn, my home, her.
The Isle of Skye held Avonlea’s dream job. And a new beginning for her and her son. Yet Jamie and their past from 10 years ago were there too. The animosity and hurt between them felt miles wild. Their emotions were so strong, it was impossible not to feel what they felt. But as each step was taken to fix their friendship, I loved how well they clicked. It felt so effortless for their friendship to reform. And the tension between them was electric. Except, I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. Avi’s son was Jamie’s. And he had no clue. And I couldn’t control the dread swirling in my stomach.
I have subconsciously compared the laugh of every woman I’ve been with to hers, and they never measure up. Never.
This story not only alternated between Jamie and Avi, but there were also sprinkles of their past too. They traveled to Skye to spend their summers with their grandparents, who lived next to each other. And from the moment they met when they were 10, they were the bestest of friends. With muddy tire swing adventures, to sitting on the roof and baring their souls, to the flour incident, they formed such a beautiful bond. As time went by and they grew older, their friendship started to change. And watching the beginnings of first love was breathtaking. But I desperately wanted to know where it all went wrong.
She saunters into the kitchen, her lithe hips swaying as she goes.
I squeeze my eyes shut and then open them only to see my grandparents watching me with knowing, conspiratorial smiles on their lips. Well, shit.
The past and present wove together so beautifully. It was impossible not to fall in love with them. And hurt with them too along the way. Jamie was so sweet and thoughtful, and Avi was so kindhearted and considerate. I adored both of them, but I’m going to be completely upfront….I didn’t know if I could forgive Avi. I cried so many sad and mad tears for Jamie. But here’s the thing, I fell in love with the past and present of Avi. I saw into her heart and soul. And sometimes people make mistakes, or the decisions they make at the time is the best they can do in that given moment. Nobody is perfect. This story portrays that perfectly. And how this was handled, especially with her son, completely won me over. I was cheering and rooting for all of their HEA’s. Each and every one of them deserved it so much.
“Don’t you miss this?” she asks, looking past me to Skye in the distance.
“Aye. Parts of it.” I’m only looking at her.
On the Ferry to Skye made me cry so much. From hope to anger to my heart shattering to happiness, this story made me feel it all. And I have to say I absolutely loved Nox, Avi’s son! And Jamie’s grandparents too. The three of them gave this story so much heart! So with kisses, meddling grandparents, adorable kids, an author who wears glasses, and a single mom with a secret child, this story was all the stars. AND we got to see our favorites from the previous books and what they were up to! I want to talk about that, but just know you’ll be so happy!!! With flawless execution, this series easily became a top favorite! I can’t wait to see what Forde writes next!
Other Favorite Quotes:
Hugging her… kissing her… everything we ever did felt like home, and I can’t deny that even this small moment when she’s letting me hold her feels that way.
Maybe we can be friends. And maybe it won’t be as tragic as it sounds, because no matter how much water is under the bridge with us… I’d happily let the current that is Avi take me wherever it wants to go.
I reach out and brush her knuckles with my fingers before I pull back, remembering I can’t just touch her because I want to.
She’s not mine to touch.
He chuckles, glancing down my body. I ignore the way it makes me feel… The heat, the butterflies— I can’t feel those things. I can’t.
It hurts so damn much.
But love is never perfect. It’s always messy. It’s always hard. It’s always work.
Even ours.
“It’s been a bit of an adventure, hasn’t it?” I ask, taking everyone in. “But what an incredible gift that we all found love along the way.”
*I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book, provided by the author. All thoughts and opinions are my own.*