A corker of a read!
Whilst most of the action in ‘Dog Days’ takes place in Rolling Thunder Motorcycles and on the various ‘rides’ organised by the owner Jeremiah, this is not Sons of Anarchy by any stretch of the imagination. (Actually most of the action takes place in the bedroom between Jeremiah and Joci, the mother of one of his mechanics).
My brother-in-law is a senior Harley Technician in Montana, and his kids have been riding and dirt-biking since they were seven years of age, but it’s my wife’s other brother, Matty, who’s the real natural on a bike. In fact, my wife’s cousin, uncle and both brothers are nutty bikers, so I understand the location this book’s set in.
P.J. Fiala has a talent for writing about likeable people. Almost everyone is amiable and treats everybody else with cordiality, and Jeremiah runs his business in a firm, fair and friendly manner. This is a cracking story to read, and the jealous LuAnn with the large, and often almost-exposed breasts, adds to the tale as she plays up to Jeremiah, exposing Joci’s insecurities. The situation isn’t helped by the fact that Jeremiah refuses to say why he keeps her around.
In this manner, P.J. Fiala draws us in, and the reader will find themself stuck in the middle, wanting the relationship to work but siding with Joci in that Jeremiah really should man up and get rid of what she sees as a temptation. This is skilful writing by the author.
I’m a humourist by nature and the comedy in life often jumps out at me. I found it in these few lines which caused me to chuckle to myself; It had been hot all day and they had been sweating for hours now. Joci was exhausted and needed a shower. Everyone else agreed.
The picture came to my mind of everyone else holding their noses saying, “Yeah Joci, you smell like the effluvium of a decomposing billy goat.” “Doesn’t she! She stinks like the trapped air of a fat man’s duvet in the morning.” “Yeah, I didn’t want to say anything Joci, but your underarms are like the open sewers of Kabul.”
All in all, this is a corker of a read and hard to put down. Romance isn’t really one of my favourite genres, but even I’m looking forward to reading her next offering. Perhaps I’m approaching my mid-life crisis.