sarahs-child-by-linda-howard.jpgRome from Sarah’s Child seems to invoke either sym­pa­thy or apa­thy from read­ers. Hatred, even. Guess which group I’m in? As I was read­ing this book, I kept mut­ter­ing the word “jerk” over and over again. Why Howard would write a book like this eludes me. What was the point? That life is about risk? Self­ish­ness? Pity?

Rome Matthews is dev­as­tated when a sud­den tragedy kills his wife and child — only time and his wife’s friend, Sarah Harper, are able to help him put his life back together. But it’s a bit­ter­sweet union when the cou­ple fall in love and get mar­ried. Sarah is ecsta­tic, until Rome makes it clear that he doesn’t want chil­dren. What Rome doesn’t know is that Sarah has been in love with him for years and that she’s preg­nant. Sarah is left with the choice — the man she loves or the child she yearns for?

Rome was a jerk. Sarah was a door­mat. Both are going to be par­ents. Talk about your typ­i­cal fam­ily, hey. I was espe­cially blown away by Rome’s antic­i­pa­tion for the baby, telling Sarah over and over again that the baby they con­cieved together was not allowed within 10 feet of him. Sarah takes pity on him because he lost his chil­dren in an acci­dent and doesn’t want to be reminded of it. So she sides with him, under­stands him when no one else in their right mind does. Any­way, this book didn’t give me any of the warm fuzzies. If you like jerks for heroes and door­mats for hero­ines, here’s a good one for you. Enjoy.

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