Returning to her beloved New England, the New York Times bestselling author of Sweet Salt Air explores the limits of love and asks what happens when the right man comes along at the wrong time?
Caroline and Jamie McAfee are close. Not only do they enjoy their relationship as mother and daughter, they're in business together as the team that fronts the popular home renovation show Gut It! All is well with these two strong women, but when the network tells Caroline that Jamie is to replace her as host, Caroline feels betrayed by her daughter and old in the eyes of the world.
Jamie is unsettled by the cast change and devastated by her mother's anger, but she has little time to brood when a tragic accident leaves her two-year-old half-brother in her care. Accustomed to a life of order and precision, Jamie suddenly finds herself out of her depth, grappling with a toddler who misses his parents and a fiancé who doesn't want the child.
Amid such devastation, Caroline and Jamie find themselves revising the blueprints they've built their lives around. With loyalties shifting and decisions looming, mother and daughter need each other; but the rift between them is proving difficult to mend. As the women try to remake themselves and rebuild their relationship with each other, they discover that strength and even passion can come from the unlikeliest places. For Caroline, it's an old friend, whose efforts to seduce her awaken desires that have been dormant for so long that she feels foreign to herself. For Jamie, it's a staggering new attraction that allows her to breathe again-and breathe deeply-for the first time in forever.
A riveting novel from a master storyteller, Barbara Delinsky's Blueprints reminds us that sometimes love appears when we least expect it, and when we need it most.
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About the Author
BARBARA DELINSKY is the author of more than twenty New York Times bestselling books. She has been published in twenty-eight languages worldwide. A lifelong New Englander, Delinsky earned a B.A. in psychology at Tufts University and an M.A. in sociology at Boston College. She lives in Massachusetts with her husband, more books than she'll ever be able to read, two tennis racquets, and enough electronic devices to keep in close touch with her children and their families.
Date of Birth:August 9, 1945
Place of Birth:Boston, Massachusetts
Education:B.A. in Psychology, Tufts University, 1967; M.A. in Sociology, Boston College, 1969
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By Barbara Delinsky
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Jamie MacAfee would always be her parents' child. It didn't matter that she was twenty-nine and financially independent. When it came to her mother and father, she was still the little girl whose life had been shaped by their divorce and her need to please them both — which was why she was increasingly anxious as she drove across town for a quick breakfast with her dad.
The streets were early-morning quiet. School buses hadn't yet started to roll, lawn mowers remained stowed, and what other noises there might have been at seven were muted by a thick and ominous heat. June wasn't supposed to be this hot in New England. Humidity that had been oppressive the evening before remained trapped under the dense maples and oaks that lined her route, and the silk blouse she wore stuck to her skin. Her convertible top was down. Two streets into the drive, she jacked up the air and aimed the blowers at her neck, but her anxiety remained.
It ticked up a notch when she passed the corner of South Main and Grove, where the teardown being rebuilt by her major competitor as a Dutch Colonial was starting to look a little too good.
It ticked up further when she passed an Audi A5 that looked exactly like her fiancé's but, of course, was not. Brad Greer had left her condo at six that morning after what should have been a sweet cup of coffee in bed turned into a set-to about picking a wedding date. They had been engaged for six months, and she hadn't done it yet. Her fault. Totally. Between taping Gut It! and working on a dozen projects in various stages of design, she hadn't had time to breathe. Brad was vulnerable when it came to love, though, and it tore at her when he got all down in the mouth, as he had earlier.
He hadn't called, hadn't texted. She would have driven to his place if there'd been time.
But there wasn't, which brought her to her father. He was the real source of her angst. He knew she had a special reason today to be with her mother, and for Jamie, there should have been no contest. Caroline wasn't just her mother; she was her best friend — and Jamie was all the family Caroline had. Roy, conversely, had moved on. Twice. Jamie hadn't cared for his second wife and wasn't sorry when the brief marriage ended, but his third and current wife, who was close to Jamie's own age, had become a friend. Moreover, Roy was absorbed enough with Jessica and their young son to leave Jamie to her own life.
Unless he needed her for something.
Which he apparently did now.
Still, she should have put him off.
But he had been dogged last night on the phone, evading every attempt she made to discuss whatever it was there and then. This is about work, he had finally said with unusual gravity. Work meant MacAfee Homes, where Jamie and every other local MacAfee was employed. She offered to be at the office by nine, but Roy had been adamant about seeing her before she saw her mother.
Those were his words. Before you see your mother.
That was what frightened her. The implication was that he wanted to talk about Caroline, but what could he say? Caroline had been a master carpenter for MacAfee Homes since before marrying Roy, and their parting hadn't slowed her rising star. Roy's father, Theodore MacAfee, who headed the business, blamed his son for the divorce far more than he did Caroline. Theo adored Caroline. Whenever Roy tried to exclude her from plum assignments, Theo overruled him. Likewise when Caroline wanted birch burl or some such exotic wood and Roy claimed she was over budget.
Then again, Jamie realized, Roy's current emergency could be as simple as his wanting her to babysit two-year-old Tad while he and Jessica vacationed in Europe, which would certainly impact Jamie's work. Being a full-time mom was hard; she had watched Jess struggle, and Jess did not have a career outside the home. But Jamie did love her father, and she was totally smitten by her half brother, which meant she could never say no.
Jamie didn't think that warranted drop-everything-and-come insistence, but he wouldn't be denied. The best she'd been able to do was get him to meet at seven, so that she could still see Caroline before work.
And there he was, crossing the lot at Fiona's as she pulled in off the street. She waved through her open top and parked. Glancing in the rearview mirror, she ran quick fingers through her hair, but all she saw, to her dismay, were the freckles on her nose. So much for her expensive new concealer. The heat apparently melted makeup just as it swallowed up breathable air.
Resigned, she groped around for her shoes in the floor well and slipped them on, then slid out of the car as deftly as her short black skirt and those high heels allowed. The skirt showed off slim hips; the heels added inches she desperately needed. Pairing them with white silk, she was dressed to impress, though not solely for her dad. This was her typical take-me-seriously look for days that were filled with meetings. Most architects doing her level of work were older than she was, and while the family business gave her a leg up, it also gave her a name to uphold.
Freckles didn't help, but there was no erasing them now. The best she could do was to put her shoulders back and set off with a pretense of confidence — only to ricochet right back when the long strap of her shoulder bag caught in the door. That wasn't impressive, she mused, though it was nothing she hadn't done before. As physically coordinated as she was when focused, when distracted, she was pathetic.
Freeing the bag, she strode forward.
Fiona's was an upscale diner that offered the best breakfast in town, which meant that even this early in the day, it was humming. The parking lot was comfortably full; the air held the lure of hot corn muffins, chunky hash browns, and local maple syrup.
By the time she caught up to Roy, he was talking with two of Williston's finest, on their way home after a night on patrol. They had admiring smiles for Jamie as she hurried to keep up with Roy, who was entering the diner. He immediately began working booths filled with real estate agents, lawyers, plumbers, shopkeepers, husbands and wives — all local, all friends. Williston lay twenty miles west of Boston. Home to fifteen thousand residents, it was ruled by a Board of Selectmen, but if there had been a mayor, Roy would have been it. He was always smiling, always up for a meet-and-greet, always remembering names. Theo had done this for years until age crippled his mornings, at which point Roy smoothly stepped in. As the single largest employer in town, not to mention the raison d'être for many town shops, MacAfee Homes treasured local goodwill.
Roy made it happen. That he was strikingly handsome didn't hurt. With his keen brown eyes and perpetual tan, he looked younger than fifty-two. The gray that had spattered his hair a decade before had miraculously turned sandy, and, though Jamie didn't know for fact, she would bet that his forehead was medicinally smoothed. Not that she criticized him for it. He put in the effort to stay in shape — had likely gone running at dawn that morning, even in the heat. Now, dressed in a crisp blue shirt and fine gray slacks, he had a fresh-from-the-shower sheen.
For Roy, it was all about looking young — young body, young face, young wife. The irony, of course, was that with Jamie always trying to look older than twenty-nine, they were occasionally taken for brother and sister. Roy loved that, and while Jamie was proud of her father for his efforts and, yes, for his looks, she found the brother-sister comparisons awkward.
This day, she didn't get a formal greeting from him — no hug or kiss, no hey, honey, thanks for coming — just a possessive arm around her shoulder, drawing her into the small talk.
But small talk wasn't her strength. She could speak at length about architectural design, energy efficiency, or repurposed barnboard, but she wasn't good at keeping track of whose mother was sick, whose son had gotten into college, or which tree service would take down the rotting pine in the center of town. Roy knew all that and more, in part because Jess picked up gossip at the local hair salon and shared it with him. Jamie would have forgotten it in two seconds flat. Not Roy. He remembered every last detail, pulling out whatever was appropriate in a way that endeared him to his audience.
Today, the talk was of the weather. Beastly hot ... not right ... fierce storms coming. Jamie smiled and nodded, but after a minute began to shift from one high heel to the other.
Her mother was waiting. Today was her birthday. And she'd had surgery on her wrist less than twenty-four hours before. Jamie had texted her earlier but wanted to be there.
Finally, Roy guided her to a free booth. Fiona's wasn't so much a single railroad car as a square of four cars framing an open kitchen. The decor was a virtual history of the town, Fighting Falcon–blue wall after wall of framed high school senior class photos dating back to the mid-1900s, and laminated front pages of the Williston News, née the Williston Crier, memorializing the town during major events like the fire of '56, which wiped out half the town center, the blizzard of '78, which paralyzed town life for weeks, and the '04 Red Sox capturing their first World Series title in eighty-six years, which had been out-of-the-park awesome for a town in which two team members had lived. More old newspaper clippings covered the tabletops and were covered in turn by a thick sheet of glass, but the clutter ended there. Benches were upholstered in a soothing gray, place mats woven to match. Cloth napkins, knotted around silverware, filled a slim tin by the wall. Jamie automatically reached for two as they slid into the booth, passing one to Roy, who placed his cell beside it.
They were barely seated when the waitress brought the mud-strong coffee he liked and a pitcher of cream. Once both mugs were filled, Roy ordered his usual three-cheese omelet, Jamie her usual egg-white frittata.
What she really wanted was a side of the thick, sizzling bacon that smelled so good, but ordering it was out of the question, (A) because it was unhealthy and (B) because Roy would have felt the need to discuss that, and the last thing she wanted was to distract him.
Cupping her mug, she leaned in, anxious to hear what was on his mind. Before she could ask, he confided in a hushed voice, "See that guy behind me at the end of the row, the one with the red hair? He's a Barth."
Not urgent news, Dad, and nothing to do with Mom. But Jamie glanced at the redhead in question. "Barths are blond," she said for lack of anything wiser.
"Not this one. He's buying the house on Appleton and plans to live in it. He just moved back from California with his wife and kids and is rejoining the business. The Barth Brothers teardown at the corner of South Main and Grove? It has location, magnitude, and visibility. They're making a statement with it. They want to make inroads here."
"Why here? Williston's our base. They have the North Shore. MetroWest is ours." MacAfee Homes had dominated the suburbs west of Boston since before she was born.
"They want the Weymouth acreage," he said, referring to the largest privately owned parcel in town.
"It's not even on the market," Jamie argued, though she knew that preemptive buys, negotiated directly with the seller, were common. "Is it?" she asked on an uneasy note.
"Not yet. But Mildred Weymouth has been dead nearly a year, and her kids can't agree on what to do with the place, much less afford the upkeep. The grounds have gone to shit, and property taxes are in default. Mildred's trustee says they have no choice but to sell." With a soft whistle and both hands on his mug, Roy sat back. "Thirty acres of prime wooded land? Pretty tempting."
Seriously, Jamie thought. Speculation had run wild since Mildred Weymouth's passing, and Jamie was deep in the mix. She envisioned a hybrid community of single-family homes and condos, all developed by MacAfee Homes. "We can outbid the Barths."
Roy checked his phone, put it down. "They'll drive up the price."
That was a problem, Jamie knew, but nothing MacAfee Homes couldn't handle. A single Barth moving to town didn't supplant the power of three generations of MacAfees who had lived here forever.
Roy proceeded to say as much in different combinations of words, and all the while, the little voice in Jamie's head was saying, Come on, Dad. We could have discussed this at the office. Why here? Why now?
Their breakfast arrived, but she barely looked. Teasing — not scolding, never scolding — she said, "This wasn't why you wanted to see me before I saw Mom."
Roy smacked the ketchup bottle over his omelet. "Hell, no. I only thought of it because that Barth was right there." Setting the ketchup aside, he softened. "I hear you saw Taddy the other night. Sorry I missed you. I was at the selectmen's meeting. How was he?"
Jamie gave a helpless smile. "Adorable. He calls me Mamie. I love that he's talking."
"Mostly he says no. Jessica's struggling with that."
"She seemed okay to me."
Roy frowned. "I'm talking tantrums. She has no idea what to do when he throws himself on the floor and kicks and screams."
"But all kids do that. Sometimes it's the only way they can express themselves. I saw one of his tantrums. It was actually pretty cute — I know, easy for me to say, since I leave when the going gets tough." But that couldn't be why her father had wanted to see her, either. "So, Dad. You got me here good and early."
"The early was your doing."
"And you know why." Caroline.
Ignoring the bait, Roy checked his phone, this time swiping once, then again. It wasn't for work, Jamie knew. He was checking Twitter and sports news. "There's a good point guard on the summer league team," he murmured, "but if the Celts don't trim their roster to get under the max ..." With a grunt, he returned the phone to the table, then brightened. "How's Brad?"
Jamie sighed. There was nothing urgent about Brad — well, there was, but her father didn't need to know that. "Brad's awesome," she said, as was expected.
"You know that I think of him like a son."
How could she not? He said it often enough.
"He's good for you, good for the business. Someday ..."
He didn't have to finish. Someday, Brad would head MacAfee Homes. He had come to the company straight from law school, hired as an assistant to the in-house lawyer, who had become pregnant soon after and opted to be a stay-at-home mom. Though barely thirty, Brad had taken over. That was three years ago, and he had more than proven himself since. In his quiet, competent way, he had shown an understanding of the business that went beyond law. Since Jamie had no interest in these things, once they were married, Brad would be right behind Roy in the line of succession.
Theo liked that idea.
So did Roy, who, while he certainly wasn't ceding any real power to his future son-in-law yet, had already begun to share some of the more onerous tasks that he didn't care to do himself.
Grinning in a self-satisfied way, he tapped the plate with his fork. "I have to tell you, the stars are aligned. I thought Brad was the icing on the cake, but now there's more on top of that, and it is sweet indeed." Fork in midair, he came forward, brown eyes alive. "I met with Levitt and Howe yesterday to discuss the future of Gut It!" Brian Levitt was the general manager of the station that hosted the show, Claire Howe the show's executive producer.
Jamie was confused. As far as she knew, the future was decided. The fall project was in its final stages of production prior to taping, and the spring project had been picked, preliminary designs drawn, permits filed.
Roy's mouth curved into a smug smile. "You're the new host."
She drew back in alarm. "Mom's the host."
"They say we need a change. Things have been the same for a while. It's time for a facelift."
Scrambling for an explanation, she said, "A facelift would mean changing the format or the graphics or maybe taking on different projects. But I've been giving them cutting-edge designs. Don't they like them? Do they not want me to be the architect anymore?"
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I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Beautifully written and the characters were very enjoyable. 10 stars!
I thought it was a little slow-moving in the beginning because of the detailed character development but around pg150 or so, it picked up. I sailed through it then and quite liked it.
Great story which had me crying with sentimentality. Would definitely recommend.
Loved the book. Great story lines. Couldn't put the book down.
Great summer read, with excellent pacing and memorable characters!
I absolutely loved this book. It is a classic case of what happens when life gets in the way of what we have planned. If you are looking for an escape this summer. This book is a must read.
You know how you have everything planned out perfectly, but then life gets in the way? We can make blueprints for our life but we always end up having to make some changes. The MacAfee family is well-known in their community for their prosperous business MacAfee Homes and their TV show Gut It! But when tragedy strikes the family it sends out a ripple effect of changes for all involved. For Jamie MacAfee particularly, who has always planned everything down to the tiniest detail, she suddenly finds herself floundering and unsure about her future and all the plans she had made. But then, like the houses that she designed she made some changes in her blueprints and found life could be better than she ever imagined.
I loved the story. Very well written. I would recommend it.
I've read the majority of this authors books & like the others this one didn't disappoint. She is one of my favorite authors. She writes about everyday life. She brings her characters to life & weaves their stories around each other so well. I have to admit I begin getting sad when I realize I'm moving toward the ending of her books because I don't want the story to end. I always look forward to her new book!
Another story that shows if you have money, problems can be solved. In real life people cant aleays afford cooks, nannies, housekeepers. This book would have been good if it was realistic.
Barbara Delinsky has written another gently read. Story is enjoyable enough although a bit cliche.
I have read all of Barbara Delinsky's books and once again she has a hit. Excellent read.
I have been a Barbara Delinsky fan for several years now. Honestly she was one of the very first authors I discovered when I was a teenager. I've loved her work since and Blueprints is another fine example of her tremendous talent. I will admit I was captivated in this story from the first page and was held captivated all the way to the end. I shed a few tears and laughed a little. I loved the double romance story that is included in this great book. I don't really know where to start so I will just start in. Jamie MacAfee thinks she has her life under control. She is engaged to the lawyer of her family's building firm. She's part of a building reality show, and she is a architect for the family business. This girl has a lot going on. Caroline MacAfee is Jamie's mother first and foremost. She is also a carpenter, the host of the reality show, and takes on projects for the family business. Everything is moving along fairly well until Jamie's father and his new wife are killed. Oh my goodness this was a very emotional part of the book for me. I had tears streaming down my face while reading this part. Jamie is the guardian to their two year old son. She's dealing with the loss of her father, changes with the reality show, a fiancee that doesn't handle change well, and now she's an instant mother. WOW is about all I can say. I admired Jamie and I felt for this young woman. My goodness she has so many things happen at all once. She in a very emotional time of her life and really needs some support. I have to admit I wanted to smack Brad a few times and tell him wise up. I won't go into to much about that. I don't want to spoil the story for you. Jamie runs into a young single Dad at the park, just when she needs advice. Charlie (Chip) is full of single parenting info and more then willing to help out. It was interesting watching these two get to know each other. I quickly admired Chip for being there when Jamie was in desperate need of a friend and support. I have a huge admiration for Caroline as well. This lovely lady has to step up and take care of her ex-father-in-law after her ex-husband is killed. She has her hands full. She also takes on a few challenges at work she's not to excited to try at first. Caroline and the general contractor Dean, have a fun kind of flirty relationship. They are friends to start with and Dean is there when Caroline needs a friend. He's there when she needs someone to lean on and maybe a little friendly advice. I loved watching the changes to their relationship. Overall, as you can tell I thoroughly enjoyed this book. The characters are all charming, well written and brought out a lot of emotion while I was reading. It's a great story with a lot of touching moments. I am going to issues a Kleenex warning on this one. I would suggest you grab a box before you start reading. I know I certainly needed a few. There is also moments of laughter and some really sweet romantic moments. Some of my favorite parts of the story involve the sweet little boys. They are so adorable and really do add a nice touch to the storyline. Barbara Delinsky is such a talented lady and has written some really great stories. I can't wait to see what she might come up with next. I will be looking forward to her next release. I was given the opportunity to read this great story so that I may share my thoughts with you. Always it has been my great pleasure to share my thoughts with you on Blueprints.
Could not put this book down. Wish it had a sequel.
Well,now I don't have to read the book,I can just read the review below. I don't understand why you continue dorint these long reviews
Blueprints by Barbara Delinsky is a lovely contemporary romance novel. Caroline MacAfee is the host of Gut It! and a master carpenter for the show and MacAfee Homes. Her daughter, Jamie MacAfee is also on the show and works for MacAfee Homes. MacAfee Homes is a family business headed by Theo MacAfee. Roy MacAfee is Theo’s son, Caroline’s ex-husband, and Jamie’s father. He is the marketing expert for MacAfee Homes. Roy is currently on his third wife. Each time he marries, he goes ten years younger. The current wife, Jess is just a little older than Jamie (who is 29). Gut It! is something that Caroline’s loves hosting, but the show (with help from Roy) has decided to change the hosting to Jamie. Jamie agrees to tell her mother, but then she waits. Unfortunately, she waits a little too long and Caroline hears it from someone else. Jamie and Caroline had always had a great relationship until this incident. Caroline feels Jamie knew what was going to happen and should have done something or told her. Before Caroline and Jamie can resolve the situation, Roy and Jess are killed in a car accident. Their two year old son, Tad is left is Jamie’s care. Jamie’s finance, Brad (a lawyer with MacAfee homes) is less than helpful. Instead of Caroline and Jamie helping each other, they turn to other people. Caroline becomes closer to Dean Brannick. Dean and Caroline have worked together for years and are friends. Dean now wants to take their relationship to a new level. Jamie is a mother with no experience. Charlie Kobik is a single dad with a four year old son. Jamie and Charlie meet at the park and Charlie provides valuable help and advice. What is going to happen to Gut It!? Can Jamie and Caroline work out their issues? What will happen between Caroline and Dean? Will Brad shape up or ship out? Will Jamie be able to handle her job and a two year old? Read Blueprints to find out! Blueprints was a very enjoyable novel. I give Blueprints 4.5 out of 5 stars. Blueprints has a lovely ending that ties up all the storylines in the book. If you are looking for a good book to read this summer, than you should pick up Blueprints. I received a complimentary copy of this novel from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The review and opinions expressed are my own.