Nope. Nope. Nope. Too sappy. Too predictable. Too repetitive. I'm really in a reading funk. The past few books have not worked for me.
This one is about Mack whose wife has dementia. He loves her and goes on ad nauseum about how much he loves her - even though he happens to mention that she cuts her toenails on the living room couch and brushes them on the carpet. Ew. Deal breaker for me. Anyway, Mack decides to fake his death and live off the grid so his life insurance money will go to his wife's care. Oh, she also has cancer. Meanwhile, Brandi who is just 18 and has been living in a juvenile home, returns to her home to pick up her little brother so that he won't have to put up with their mother who is on drugs. She gets a flat tire on a deserted road, Mack comes to help her, and they end up driving all over Wyoming while everything that could possibly go wrong does. And they have no money.
I just hate it when an author tells the reader the same things over and over. I'm not going to trust book reviews anymore. - June
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