Grace McHeath lives a quiet existence in Hemlock Valley.  Her struggles with Epstein-Barr are plenty hard, but a surprise visitor is about to change her perspective.  This stranger begins to bring Grace out of her self-imposed shell.

Henry Smith hasn’t seen his childhood home since it burned to the ground.  However, he isn’t back for a quick visit, Henry has come home to die.  Stricken with HIV and AIDS, Henry’s time left is very short.  Intending to commit suicide out near the waterfall he knew as a child, Henry instead finds himself being taken into Grace’s home.  As his time on earth draws to a close, Grace turns to the one thing that has always brought her solace—telling stories.

DANCING WITH THE KING AT CONYERS is an amazing book.  It is a poignant tale packed with graceful writing, undeniable emotion, and unexpected doses of laugh out loud humor.  The characters are unforgettable--from quiet, stoic Grace who becomes a whole new woman when Henry enters her life to Henry whose own past left him scarred and wounded.  I especially enjoyed Grace’s best friend, Cinnamon.  Images of a tough Ruby/Renee Zellweger (Cold Mountain) type heroine with more zip and sarcasm came to mind.

 From the title, I wasn’t sure what to expect.  I am delighted that I picked this book up.  It truly made me think of all that I have to be thankful for this holiday season!