She left the Plain life to find herself. He never knew he was lost — until the hurricane took the walls away.

Caleb Yoder is an Amish master carpenter who’s never questioned anything — not his faith, not his community, not the life laid out for him straight as a fence line. When a commission brings him to a glass beach house on North Carolina’s Outer Banks, the shifting sand and transparent walls unsettle him in ways he can’t name.

Sarah King left the Plain life four years ago. She’s built something new here. Barefoot, sun-bleached, free. But the quiet carpenter with the gentle hands and the stubborn work-frown is pulling at threads she thought the ocean had washed clean.

Then a Category Three hurricane seals the bridge, boards up the sky, and locks them together in a house with no walls to hide behind.

What the storm strips away, neither of them can rebuild alone.

The Driftwood Weaver is a novel about the shelters we build, the ones the wind takes, and the terrifying, beautiful mercy of starting again with nothing but broken wood, steady hands, and the person standing next to you in the dark.

If you love Amish romance with salt air instead of farmland, faith tested by something fiercer than doubt, and a love story that earns every beat, this story will sweep you away.