Getting Rid of Bradley is my second-ever Crusie, and wow, just wow. What a banter queen! Crusie really knows how to grip your throat from the opening passages, and has a way with repetitive sentences that call back to previous events and jokes that make a rom-com just sing. Truly unmatched so far in any contemporary romance I've read, and definitely worth a study.

these two are so perfect for one another and i just had to giggle at the madcap antics leading this grumpy, aging investigator to this horribly hair-dyed science teacher and her pack of dogs, and her beautiful old house that is begging to be their home, together.

**i will note that this is from 1994. that said a reference to a confederate uniform being used as a quit square and some older language choices (i.e. who cares if he says no, do it anyway) might upset, so i wanted to make note of that.