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Date read: October 1, 2019
Park Ranger
1. Happy Trail - Paperback | Kindle
2. Stranger Ranger
Daisy Prescott
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Synopsis (Goodreads):
A man of few words, Ranger Jay Daniels values the calm, quiet solitude of the Great Smokey Mountains. Never quite fitting in with either side of his family, he prefers the company of birds and trees to people.Thoughts on Happy Trail: Two people snowed in and forced to spend time together is one of my favvvvvvvorite situations to dump a literary couple in. I just eat up that scenario and sexy, quiet Ranger Jay and unlucky-at-love-but-working-on-finding-herself Olive worked for me. So hard.
Yeah, he’d most definitely prefer a bird—any bird, any bird at all, take a vulture for instance—to the human-tornado hybrid that just blew onto his peaceful stretch of the Appalachian Trail.
The path of true love never has run smooth for Olive Perry. After getting dumped and promptly abandoned in the middle of her multi-month hike, Olive swears off men. Determined to finish the long trek by herself, she doesn’t need a prince—or broody and taciturn ranger—to save her.
Yet, when an early snowstorm threatens the mountains, and Ranger Daniels is charged with getting hikers to safety, that includes hot-tempered Olive Perry. Snowed in and forced to share an abandoned cabin, can Olive’s heated intensity melt Jay’s cool reserve?
And if so, will this happy trail lead to true love? Or will their time together be just another bump in the road?
Seriously, Olive is a hot mess when we first meet her. She's tagging along on her boyfriend's hike through the Appalachians and she's kind of flighty, for lack of a better way of looking at it. He's there for the social media likes and she's there because why not? When her soon-to-be ex abandons her mid-hike (and WOW isn't he a prince for doing that?), she decides to bury her upset by continuing the trail without him.
And somewhere along the way she starts finding the Olive she didn't know she could be. An Olive who was defined more by what she could accomplish and less by her social standing.
Where Olive is a messy hurricane, Jay is the calm, steadfast ranger who prefers the birds and trees to people. Despite her being all the things he doesn't care for, she gets under his skin in the best way. (SEE WHY I LOVED SNOWED IN STORIES? MY HEART EYES ARE STRONG WITH THIS ONE!)
Love and finding yourself in the wilds of Tennessee. I liked it. I liked it a lot.
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Excerpt
“Can we drop the pretense of not being trapped on the wrong side of the fence with whatever bloodthirsty beast is making such a sound?” I squint into the distance, hoping narrowing my eyes will give me super strength vision.
It doesn’t. I step behind Ranger Daniels for protection.
“What are you doing?” He twists his neck to look down at me.
“Hiding. I believe you took an oath to protect and serve.”
“Pfft. You’re confusing me with a police officer. I’m here to engage, educate, and empower.” He moves so he’s beside me.
“You carry a gun, don’t you?”
“Sometimes. Do you see a holster now?”
I scan his hips and shake my head, allowing my eyes to linger on the tight fit of his uniform pants over his strong thighs and the thick belt at his narrow waist. Ranger Daniels is packing heat, but not of the pistol variety.
Is it hot in here, or is it just me?
A distinct braying reaches my ears.
“Is that a donkey?” I tip my head.
“What would a donkey be doing up here? Makes no sense.”
“Ask him. Or her.” I point at the gray beast moving toward us. “I’m a city girl, but I’m pretty sure that’s an ass.”
“Well, I’ll be damned.” Jay removes his hat.
Maybe he plans to shoo away our attacker with it?
The gray form ambles toward us, letting out a loud bray and revealing large teeth.
“Should we be worried?” I’m standing behind Jay again.
“About a donkey? They’re mostly docile. He’s probably just curious.” Shifting his attention forward, he addresses our new friend. “Hey there. Where’d you come from?”
The donkey halts.
“See? He’s fine. Probably thinks we’re bringing treats.”
“And what will he do when he realizes we’re showing up to his house empty-handed?” I’m half mocking. In my world, not bringing a hostess gift is an unthinkable breach of etiquette. I have no idea about the social decorum for equines.
“Let’s go.” Jay encourages me forward with a sweep of his hat.
We take several steps and the donkey does the same without breaking eye contact, like we’re about to duel. There’s definitely a challenge, a mild threat in the eyes of our new foe.
“Should we slowly retreat to the fence?” I whisper at Jay’s back.
“Nah, we’re fine.”
“Maybe he’s a guard donkey.” I slide a glance over my shoulder toward safety. We’re a dozen or so yards away, but it isn’t too late to make a quick escape.
Jay’s eyes meet mine. “You know guard donkeys aren’t a thing.”
“I’m a stranger in a strange land—anything’s possible.” I wait until he faces forward to stick my tongue out at him.
He’s shaking his head and clearly not paying attention to me anymore as he stomps across the squishy field.
Left with no choice, I follow after him.
My boot slips in the mud, or donkey poop—it’s impossible to tell the difference. I squawk and flail my arms as I tumble forward in an awkward motion resembling the mating dance of an emu.
The donkey’s ears prick up before flattening against his head.
“Uh oh,” I murmur as I straighten up.
“It’s fine,” Jay says for the dozenth time.
Only he’s wrong.
About Daisy Prescott
Born and raised in San Diego, Daisy currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with her husband, their rescue dog, Mulder, and an imaginary house goat. When not writing about herself in the third person, Daisy can be found traveling, gardening, baking, or lost in a good book.
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