Any other book blogger finding it extra hard to get into books lately? I had a DNF that I might try when I can abide superficiality, but, right now? No can do. I was very happy to have Melinda Curtis’ Can’t Hurry Love next in line and I’m equally happy to share my review below. 😊
March 31, 2020
Blurb: Head-over-heels in love, Lola Williams gave up everything to marry Randy, including a promising career in New York City. Now, after one year of marriage and one year of widowhood, Lola finds herself stranded in Sunshine, Colorado, reeling from the revelation that Randy had secrets she never could have imagined. She swears she’s done with love forever but the matchmaking ladies of the Sunshine Valley Widows Club have different plans…
Sheriff Drew Taylor also knows what it feels like to be unlucky in love. So when Lola comes to him for help uncovering Randy’s hidden life, Drew finds himself saying yes against his better judgment – especially with the Widows Club eyeing them both. Soon enough, Lola is upending Drew’s peaceful, predictable world…and he kind of likes it! But will this big-city girl ever give her heart to a small-town guy again?
In a time when you almost feel obligated to be reading various news agencies on the Internet, drowning in sadness and reality, you can become so grateful to a writer whose novel transports you away from stark reality, makes you laugh and think and feel, feel something, anything, else.
After trying to be engaged in a novel that was superficially funny, superficially romantic, I was grateful to begin reading Can’t Hurry Love.
To tell you that I loved almost all of the characters in this novel would be an understatement. This is a cast of people from a small town who are, rightfully, human, with all of the foibles that entails.
Lola, our heroine, is just freaking fantastic. She fell in love with a sensitive blonde Greek god. Moved from her beloved job on Broadway to small town Colorado. Lost her husband and then had the worst possible thing happen on top of that–discover that he’d been unfaithful.
Now she’s left with remnants of his affairs. Remnants that allow her to track down the women he’d been with. But she’s more than a shell, she’s vibrant and kind and, well, just wonderful.
Drew. Ah, well, I kind of loved Drew because he was loyal and sweet, sometimes stupid and awkward, and a guy. He so wanted to always do the right thing and frequently failed, and I loved that about him. And, I loved that he wanted to be the hero to all of the women in his life, although he would never use the word hero. I would.
And then there was Rosie the pig, Mim the savy widow, and a cast of unbelievably wonderful characters. I can’t remember the last time I fell so in love with a small town cast.
I laughed out loud, giggled, smirked, felt tearful, loved, and was transported gladly to another time that was not now.
Many, many thanks to the publishers offering me a copy for an honest review.
I recommend Can’t Hurry Love to anyone who loves thoughtful romances with humor and insight.
4 butterflies and a ladybug out of 5 butterflies