Kitty St. Clair's Last Dance

When a young woman is bequeathed a shuttered dance hall, she begins to dream of its heyday--and learns to see her present-day entanglements in a new light.

Jules is stunned when eccentric and glamorous retiree Kitty St. Clair passes away and leaves her a dilapidated dance hall in their quaint lakeside community.

That is until Reeve, a charming, successful developer, returns to town, looking for the new owner of the dance hall, intent on turning it into luxury vacation condos. Suddenly Jules has a way to make her lifelong dream of going to medical school a reality. But selling the dance hall will only add to the steadily rising real estate prices, making it harder for the residents of her tiny vacation town to live there, not to mention Reeve also happens to be the man who Jules shared a magical night with two summers ago--and never heard from again.

Reeve wants a second chance with Jules and is determined to earn back her trust. But can she let herself fall for him again? Does he want her, or a guaranteed sale?

Jules wishes she could talk to Kitty, who always seemed to have the best advice, so she turns to the diary she left her. But as Jules falls asleep reading, she wakes up in the world of the diary, fifty years ago, accompanying a young Kitty to the dance hall in all its glory. Her dream visits to Kitty's past begin to parallel the questions plaguing her in her own world. Will Kitty's past hold the keys to unlocking Jules's future?

Author: Kate Robb
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 09/30/2025
Pages: 368
Binding Type: Paperback
Weight: 0.50lbs
Size: 8.00h x 5.10w x 0.90d
ISBN: 9780593734124


Review Citation(s):
Library Journal 07/01/2025 pg. 45

About the Author
Kate Robb is the author of This Spells Love and Prime Time Romance. She dated a lot of duds in her twenties (amongst a few gems) all providing excellent fodder to write weird and wild romantic comedies. She lives just outside of Toronto, Canada, where she spends her free time pretending she's not a hockey mom while whispering "hustle" under her breath from the bleachers, a Pinot Grigio concealed in her YETI mug. She hates owls, the word "whilst," and wearing shorts and aspires to one day be able to wear four-inch heels again.