See the Exclusive Cover Reveal for Kristy Woodson Harvey’s New Novel The Southern Side of Paradise
Read an excerpt from the latest novel in The Peachtree Bluff Series, which will be released in May.
Ready your reading lists, because Southern Living is revealing a first look at the cover for the new book The Southern Side of Paradise by North Carolina author Kristy Woodson Harvey. It’s the third book in The Peachtree Bluff Series, which also includes the novels Slightly South of Simple and The Secret to Southern Charm, both heartfelt stories set in the South. Harvey’s other books include Dear Carolina and Lies and Other Acts of Love, both of which explore motherhood, family, and friendship in different ways.
The Southern Side of Paradise will be released on May 7, 2019, and we’re adding it to our reading lists now, as it’s sure to be filled with the thoughtful, family-centered stories and Southern charm that Harvey writes so well. You can see the cover and read an excerpt from the forthcoming book below, and you can find a link to pre-order the book here.
Ansley: The Best Friend a Girl Can Have
Growing up, I didn’t like surprises. Not surprise parties, not presents. Even losing a tooth was steeped in horror, as I couldn’t stand the idea of some tiny Tinkerbell sneaking under my pillow unannounced.
My grandmother, the one who lived her entire life in what was now my white clapboard house on the waterfront in Peachtree Bluff, Georgia’s historic downtown, used to say, “Honey, you better get used to that, because life is nothing but one big surprise after another. You can plot and you can plan, but God will always have the last word.”
As I sat in the porch swing beside Jack, my first love, the one I’d met right here in Peachtree Bluff the summer I turned fifteen, I realized that my grandmother was right. I never would have imagined that our lives would weave and cross and intersect down any path that would lead us back to each other, yet here we were, not on my front porch but on the front porch of the house next door, the one I had wanted to decorate for decades, the one that Jack bought. It was right beside my grandmother’s house, the one she left me in her will. She didn’t leave it to my mom, my brothers, or my cousins. Just me. None of us found out until her will was read. Surprise.
My husband Carter being killed in the second tower during the 9/11 attacks? Surprise. Having to leave New York and come back to raise my three girls in the town where I had spent my childhood summers? Surprise. My daughter Caroline’s husband cheating on her with a supermodel whom my daughter Emerson then played in a movie? Surprise. And my daughter Sloane’s husband missing in action in Iraq? Yup. Another surprise.
So, obviously, surprises had been a mixed bag at best for me. But as I held the hand of the boy I first held hands with, his brown eyes as bright and youthful as the day we met, I realized that I’d developed a newfound respect for surprises. That my brother Scott, a travel writer, helped find and rescue Sloane’s husband floored me in a way nothing else ever had. My feisty, beautiful, and ferociously bold Caroline giving her husband, James, a second chance was the shock of my life, and, of course, Jack and me finding our way back to each other, finding this love in a new way, a bigger and better one, was nothing short of a miracle. So I had to consider that this latest surprise—the one that included a diamond on the left hand of my youngest daughter, a diamond that I assumed would bring her back to Peachtree Bluff and remove her from Hollywood, where she had spent the last eight years pursuing her acting—might work out OK.
I looked across the water toward Starlite Island, my family’s home away from home, the place where I had so many of my best memories. My grandparents’ ashes were there, and now, after a painful but beautiful few months of caring for my mother at the end of her life, my parents’ ashes were there, too. I had to consider that one day, Jack and I would also become a part of the island that had defined our childhoods and, to a large extent, our adulthoods, too.
The swing rocked rhythmically, facing into the most beautiful sunset in the world, the view almost completely unobstructed. But I had to admit that I loved the view down the street, of a dozen more white clapboard houses of various shapes and sizes, almost as much. It wasn’t only the houses that I loved (or, maybe, that the decorator in me loved) but the people, too, the ones who had wrapped their arms around my family and refused to let go, the ones who had loved us back to life after it felt like tragedy would define us forever.
As if he was reading my mind, Jack’s voice broke into my thoughts as he said, “Ansley, I have honestly never felt this happy. Getting you back is the biggest surprise of my life.”
There it was again, that word: surprise. I leaned my head on his shoulder. “You know, Jack, after a lifetime of hating surprises, I think you might have taught me to love them.”
He kissed my hand and whispered, “I hope I never stop surprising you.”
It said a lot about Jack—about us, about our relationship, about how, though I longed for the slow and steady, the comfort and rhythm, that I had come to rely on in my marriage to Carter, Jack still relished the unknown. And I was OK with that.
As long as I had this front porch and this sunset, I would be OK. I could roll with the punches and face the surprises head-on, with an open heart. It was a happy thought, a good one. And unbeknownst to me, it was one I would need over the next few months when the surprises—good and bad—just kept coming. I spent a lifetime thinking that surprises were the enemy. These next few months, I would learn that wasn’t true at all. Surprises, if you take them for what they are, can be the very best friend a girl can have.
About Kristy Woodson Harvey:
Kristy Woodson Harvey is a born-and-bred North Carolina girl who loves all four seasons—especially fall in Chapel Hill, where she attended college, and summer in Beaufort, where she and her family spend every free moment. The author of The Southern Side of Paradise, The Secret of Southern Charm, Slightly South of Simple, Dear Carolina, and Lies and Other Acts of Love, Kristy is also the founder of the popular interior design blog Design Chic.
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Peachtree Bluff fans will want to add this new book to their shelves as soon as it's released. Be sure to pre-order so you don't miss out when The Southern Side of Paradise arrives in May!