I'm sorry to say I didn't really like this book. It was just too sweet. The saving grace for it was that I listened to it and the reader was Fannie Flagg, whose southern lilt I so enjoy.
I guess I wanted more angst in Elmwood Springs, a fictional Missouri town about 45 minutes from Kansas City. Everything worked out okay for every darned person mentioned in the book and really, who am I to begrudge that?
Fannie's still on my to read list so I'll try another one in a month or two, and hopefully I won't be in such a grumpy mood.
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