It's mid-July, when the brain turns to mush, like melted ice cream. If you're looking for a beach read, may I recommend "Winter Street," by Elin Hilderbrand? Everyone already loves Hilderbrand, and she was recently the subject of a glowing NYT profile. She writes soap operas set on the island of Nantucket. In "Winter Street," Kelley, a middle-aged innkeeper, walks in on his young wife while she is tonguing the local Santa Claus. How can Kelley stay afloat when his marriage is sailing off, far, far away, toward rocky shoals? Meanwhile, his daughter, Ava, can't free herself from the bewitching Nathaniel, even though we all know He's Just Not That Into Her. And a family connection, Patrick, uses insider info to invest in a drug that may combat leukemia--and when the feds come knocking, we begin to think we may soon be reading about a case of suicide. Yet elsewhere, in Afghanistan, Kelley's son Bart fights for his life. And Kelley's *first* wif...