I really love Sarah Addison Allen books. So much so, that ever since I first discovered her, I've been trying to spread out reading them so that I don't blow through her collection too fast. As it happens, I couldn't help but read two in a row. 
 This was the first! After reading Villette I just needed something with a happy ending and I knew I could count on Sarah. 
 The Peach Keeper is about 30 year Willa Jackson, whose family was once the top of society in her small southern town. But after the logging business failed, the Jacksons lost their main source of income and they fell into ruin when Willa's grandmother was only 17. 
 Paxton Osgood, also 30, is everything Willa could've been had her family still been on top. Everything about Paxton screams "I am more perfect than you could ever be." But, of course, Paxton is far from perfect and the strain of keeping up that false facade is starting to wear her down. 
 But before it does, Paxton decides to throw a gala celebrating the 50th anniversary of the ladies society club that Paxton and Willa's grandmothers started all those years ago. She decides to purchase and renovate the old Jackson mansion and throw the gala there. And she's not going to let a little thing like a mysterious skeleton being found buried under the peach tree in the Jackson Mansion's front yard stand in her way. 
 This wasn't my favorite Sarah Addison Allen book. There were some parts that were a little more silly than usual and it didn't have quite as much magic as I would've liked. I could've done without Willa's history as a prankster, though that is completely personal preference. And the whole thing with Paxton's love interest just seemed so... forced. For those who want to know:(view spoiler)[ She's in love with a man who everybody's always assumed was gay, including herself. She even saw him kissing another boy in high school, so she's convinced he'll never reciprocate her feelings. Which is interesting, really. It would've been nice to see Paxton dealing with this and coming to terms with the fact they'd never be together. However, he like, realizes he's not gay? He was just going with the flow of being gay because everyone already assumed he was. The possibility that maybe he's bi wasn't even mentioned. It was basically just, "lol I was never gay." It just seemed unrealistic. (hide spoiler)] 
 But besides those complaints, it was exactly what I wanted: slightly magical, romantic, and southern.