The last thing Eric Harmon wants is to be saddled with yet another spoiled, needy woman. He’s furious about this wrench in his plans, he accuses Danna of stealing. He wants to send her home in a cab as soon as they get to the nearest town, but Danna refuses. Much to Eric’s frustration, one thing after another seems to keep them tied together.
My thoughts: It all
starts with the wild-eyed panic and heart-racing desire to escape—escape from a
life of domesticity, monotony, imprisonment, A.K.A. “marriage.” All Danna wanted to do was RUN. I tell ya, if
I ever make plans to walk that plank, you can bet I’ll be wearing my running
shoes (just in case.)
“Marriage
was not a romance novel” (49) Of course not! It’s stressful, complicated, and a
lot of work. Still, is it any wonder why Danna ran out on her wedding?
“[Aunt] Sudie'ʹs biggest triumph had
been saying no to her fatherʹs marriage arrangement in favor of a career.
Today, somewhere around the age of sixty, she was retired from a banking career
with her own home, bank accounts, and the freedom to do as she pleased.” (78)
Being of
Indian descent, Danna always had to forfeit control to a man (first, her
father, and now, a husband.) She was NOT going to take it from Eric, the
handsome groom she accidentally kidnapped.
Through a
treachery battle with misfortune and a leisurely stroll through Small Town USA,
Danna and Eric will learn to look beyond first impressions. Even though neither
is willing to admit it, there is an attraction there. Who wouldn’t love the
6-foot hunk compared to the 5-foot troll? No one should have to crouch. Their
fumbling attempts at avoiding the spark were adorable. In fact, the whole story
was a battle of tug-and-war—they want this person, but they don’t want this
person. And all this happens in a weekend.
A great
multi-cultural romance! A quick and easy read.
My rating: 4 stars
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