Jill Moncrieff is happy in the small coastal town in Maine that has been her home for nearly a decade. Even after her husband's death she has remained there and devoted herself to her pottery, with which she now makes quite a good living. Though she’s one of the Madigan heiresses, Jill has never got along or been comfortable with her family’s privileged lifestyle and has minimal contact with them. But when her best friend Cooper gets into trouble and needs legal help, she calls her family and, upon their unanimous recommendation, hires the best legal help that money can buy: Peter Hathaway. When Peter arrives at her house to discuss the case, the immediate and very strong attraction between them comes as a surprise to both. Though they try, both find it impossible to either ignore or evade it. The chemistry between them is all consuming, and Delinsky devotes quite a few pages to this aspect of their budding relationship.

But how does Cooper feel about all this? Since her husband’s death, he’s been the only man in Jill’s life, albeit as a friend. He’s a proud man, unwilling to except Jill’s charity. How does Jill deal with it? Is Cooper really guilty? Jill has to perforce unentangle this complex of emotions, all the while trying to deal with her own runaway hormones and uncontrollable emotions. There is a small mystery to trouble her.

Barbara Delinsky first published Through My Eyes in 1995. Since then, this book has remained popular enough to be reissued in January 2003. The story is simple, the mystery is not very mysterious, but as is her expertise, Delinsky fills this story with varying emotions -- Jill’s guilt over her husband’s death, her newfound feelings for Peter (which leads her to feel more guilt), Cooper’s unrequited love, Peter’s passion for both his work and Jill, and the disparate feelings of the townspeople. The quaint atmosphere of this small fishing town, where life is simple and friends are truly friends, is aptly and beautifully described. Jill's interior tug of emotions forms the mainstay of the novel. While interesting, this book doesn’t hold a candle to Delinsky’s subsequent powerful books. It’s a gentle and sensual read, though not very captivating.