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by Rachel Gibson Rachel Gibson is a well-known writer of steamy romance novels and stories, and yet this is the first time I have ever read anything of hers. I am not a romance reader and usually do not find these types of books any good at all; however, this book had enough of a back story to keep me intrigued, even though I glossed over the steamier parts and skimmed past the lustier areas. It was an enjoyable read, and having brushed aside the romance part of the book, I found it to be light-hearted and even funny in some places. She reminded me of times and places mostly gone now. Small towns, where everyone knows your business like the back of their hand, and there is nothing anyone can do without detection. These are the small places of our past, that have for the most part grown outward to be included with the rest of the world now, and cannot be enjoyed in the same neighborly way. Small, out of the way towns that never made it into the 21st century. They have no 7-11 or movie theater, but you got to know what your neighbors ate by meeting them in the local corner diner or the bar on the back street where everybody hung out in the evenings. For bringing that back to us, I commend her. Vanity plate MZBHAVN from California rolled into town on a silver Porsche, looking for all the world like trouble - from the tinted windows to the blonde who got out of it as it came to a stop in front of local sheriff Dylan Taber. Gospel, Idaho is not the kind of town that typically attracts visitors like that, unless they're headed to Sun Valley and lost. Gospel doesn’t even have paved roads and of the ones there are, many have potholes in them big enough to swallow that kind of car. Silver-toed, turquoise Tony Lamas, a white, stretchy tank top and tight-ass jeans, with black, cat’s eye sunglasses, all were enough to make the guys talking with Taber stop and go glassy-eyed. It was obvious that she was big-city and used to the attention. In a big city, you can hide even in the open, but in a small town, anyone new stands out like a sore thumb. Hope Spencer was not the norm, and soon the tongues would be wagging and the lives of everyone she touched would change, some for the better, some for the worse. Dylan was the first to know that. Dylan just had the feeling things would never be the same any more, and he was right. Especially about his own life, even though he sure as hell didn’t want to admit it. It takes a while for a small town to give up its secrets to an outsider, especially an outsider who writes, and no one really knows what she writes about. When they find out she writes for a tabloid, The Weekly News of the Universe, which is sold at the M & S Market, and read at the Curl Up & Dye Hair Studio and talked about at the Buckhorn Bar and the Cozy Corner Café, they don’t know if they can trust her anymore. Dylan has a son who he is protecting from an ugly truth, and his privacy is at issue when he starts becoming involved with MZBHAVN Hope Spencer. True Confessions is the order of the day, and the truth always comes out in a small town. All in all, a girly little book about lost times and places in the big world with some spice thrown in for good measure. I thoroughly enjoyed the read and would pass it on to someone who wanted a lighthearted look at small town America, the way it used to be. And it is a well-written romance genre book, although not my cup of tea. But that aside, I found it enjoyable. I’m glad it wasn’t too graphic. |
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True Confessions