Kelly knew that, although Barny would always love her, his restless soul would not allow him to stay, but she could never have envisaged how his leaving would alter her life. Alone once more, Kelly finds herself remembering the past, particularly what happened in the autumn of 1877.

          Somewhere, Somehow is a joy to read, and Cox writes with a willful freshness that will make this novel irresistible to hopeless romantics and lovers of a good, old-fashioned yarn, and will also prove, if proof is needed, that this author’s reputation as an accomplished storyteller who delivers the goods should certainly not be doubted.