The reason I'm laying out big bad three stars to the Debs is that I was amused until the very end. This book was what I expected out of her and more.
I'll give her credit for more cuss words. "Gnat's ass" Oooh, Debbie, you naughty thing you...
The book starts with Lindsay returning to her grandparents' home town and to find it barely clinging to the brink of life. She uses the teacher's position to run away from her problems with her ex-boyfriend, Monte, since he can't put a ring on it with her, but only wants her for his convenience. I liked how the town engaged with each other and wasn't bored with the drama in the slightest. But you have to remember that one's reaction to problems in life and how they handle them takes a huge consideration with the story.
I wouldn't call this a romance since no one knows how to keep their temper in check or enjoy jumping to conclusions with their love interests. I don't think any man in that one horse town wouldn't know how to work on their relationship like a grown up with the woman they supposedly claim they're in love.
Let's start with Bitch Number One: Gage Sinclair. We know right off the bat he doesn't have any experience with love or relationships since all his life he has been working all of his life and trying to keep a farming community from choking to death. That's all fine and dandy. But you would think Leta would drill better manners into him and managing to keep them. Understanding he's seeking a wife that can handle the farm life, you would think he would take the time to observe a woman's personality and behavior before jumping to conclusions. But that would be too boring and mature of him. So, he manages to insult Lindsay while sticking his tongue down the throat and insinuating that she's gumming up the works with him and trying to make him jealous.
Where the fuck does he get off saying that to her? He doesn't even bother to get to know her and it takes Hassie and Leta to jam it in his thick skull that isn't the case. If I was Lindsay, I would have taken those loose bricks from my fireplace and smash it over his head. He doesn't deserve to be with her if all he's going to do is act like a hurt little boy.
Bitch Number Two: Brandon Wyatt.
If you thought someone you married wasn't cut out for farming, don't you think you wouldn't have married her in the first place? Joanie is a struggling mother and wife trying to help her husband, but he's too stupid with pride to allow that. When your farm is on the brink of bankruptcy and you are in debt with eyeballs in a town that is going to collapse, you don't exactly have many options of having your wife stay at home while you're working ungodly hours that won't even bother keeping the bill collectors away. She offered to work, but no. That's too much for his manly pride. I can understand how he feels about losing his livelihood, but when someone is offering to make it a little easier, you take up on that option.
He thinks that Joanie's parents don't like him because he isn't some rich folk who could offer her ten washing machines. I think by then, her parents would have gotten over it, but are more pissed at Brandon for pushing their own daughter away and caring for his pride more than her needs. He treats Joanie like shit and I wouldn't have been surprised if she did decide to divorce him instead of the other way around.
Bitch Number Three: Heath Quantrill.
Oh, I had high hopes for this one, but he fucking blew it half way through the story. He decided to live up to his rich boy attitude and assume that every girl would fuck him on the first date. Instead of accepting it one night without sex with grace and keep seeing Rachel which would have led to hanky panky, he decided to throw it all back into her face and run away like a wounded animal. I get that he doesn't think he's a saint and he's right. No one is. Another man assumes he knows what she's thinking and accuses her of the worst.
This is close to Facebook where skeevy dudes go online and sexually harass and threaten girls for not giving them what they want. These are signs of misogyny right here and somehow I would have figured the women would be doing this towards the men and having no trust with them. But it's the men who are more emotionally vulnerable than the women in this story. They can't handle their problems at all and assume the worst whining like a little fuck boy.
Oh. My. God. I suppose Debbie did a phenomenal job at exposing this social issue and showing that men can be pathetically weak creatures in romance novels. Boy howdy! That's why I kept reading. Most of the women in these stories were emotional, but they kept pushing forward. They fucking had to! There was hardly a man around to give them the support. Buffalo Valley was saved by the very few women while the men crawled back on their bellies.
Lindsay knows how to save a school from falling, Rachel knows how to run a business and make it grow, Hassie is in control of the town despite her health problems, Leta is there to help in any way she can, Sarah puts up with a bratty teenage daughter and is trying to help her brother recover, Joanie manages to stand up for herself and keep her kids happy, Lily Quantill knows how to control her stupid grandson and make him do what's right, and Maddy is going to come along and find a way to make things right in the future.
Do you understand that this is what I am inspired by? I don't know if Debbie realized what she created, but she unknowingly proved that women can pick up a failing town without much help from a man as well live without romance. In the end, I get bored by the half-ass apologies from the men and being all lovey dovey.
I thought the Hansens were pretty negative and glad they blew out of town. I couldn't put up with their petty weakness and pessimism. Even that was too down in the dumps or me. I liked Buffalo Bob and found it stupid that Merrily treated him like dirt.