This week I am enjoying a sappy Christian Romance. The hunky hubby purchased this book for me but doesn’t remember when or why. Nonetheless when he unearthed it in his hoard, he handed it over and I’ve been happily reading ever since.
What did I learn this week…
That I am not overly fond of scenes in which sophisticated Boston school teachers ride into dusty Podunk towns with icky sweaty hillbilly drivers and complain about the lack of lavender scented bathing water.
But I am fond of scenes where schoolteachers are locked in outhouses, trapped in caves, or bludgoned by rampaging hill folk with unregistered fire arms and bootleg whisky brewing out back. Good times.