Chairperson Clydelle was old, and the council was preoccupied with a discussion about the Chamber of Commerce building needing new gutters before the spring melt started, but her hearing had satellite capabilities when she wanted to scoop the latest gossip.
Mrs. O’s cranberry pecan scones were Sandra’s favorite treat. A secret weapon, and he wasn’t going to bring a knife to a gun fight. He was bringing something much more powerful. Pastries.
Without breaking client-attorney privilege, want to know what I’ve learned by practicing law in a small town?… Everybody has a secret. Small towns are like soap operas.
I get an examination from Doc Holloway and an ambulance ride with some handsome paramedics...They don’t call it the wise years for nothing. It’s one of the only perks of living to be a ripe old age… Well that and vodka. It goes nicely with lemonade on a hot summer day.
“What’s a girl to do, now that the fire department has banned me from watching them wash the fire engine in the summer?” Probably because she wouldn’t stop offering to put a twenty in their utility belts if they’d take off their shirt.
If you are looking for a quickly paced, light, and amusing diversion with bits of small-town complications and angst mixed with a bit of steam, a lot of snow, and a HEA love story - then look no further. I have enjoyed all the lively installments of Shelly Alexander’s Red River Valley Series, each can be read as a standalone yet interconnect and revisit characters from past volumes.