It's weird what divorce does to you, isn't it? It runs you to the ground, exhausts you, tramples over any self-confidence, ruins any fun, and makes you a crying, sobbing, drunken mess for months.
Well, if you're me, anyway. I don't know what it does to anyone else.
To combat the insane rage and constant self-examination of what's become of my "life", I like to read really flimsy, really fluffy Chick Lit. As soon as I saw the premise for this little paperback by Stephanie Bond, I knew it would be a good fit:
The hardheaded Armstrong brothers are determined to rebuild their tornado-ravaged hometown in the Georgia mountains. They've got the means, they've got the manpower…what they need are women! So they place an ad in a northern newspaper and wait for the ladies to answer their call….
Porter, the youngest Armstrong, is all for importing women. Still, he's so blown away by the sheer numbers, he falls off the water tower. Luckily there's a doctor among the newcomers—sweet and sexy Dr. Nikki Salinger.
And Porter has every intention of checking out her bedside manner….
There's a fine line between fluffy, mindless entertainment and completely re-dunk-u-lous-ness.
Does this book cross that line? I'll let you know in a few days!