If I tell you this book is quaint in the most lovely of ways, will that make sense to you? Because it is.  Readers of the Broken Wheel Recommend is… wholesome? in some indefinable way that calls to some nostalgic, small-town warmth and hope that just seems to imbue some books.  (Garden Spells by Sarah Addison Allen is another one of those books, for me.) The kind of feeling that, when you examine it outside of the book, can feel hokey or corny, but somehow […]