By day, I'm a domestic violence prosecutor. By night, I read romance to restore my faith in love, relationships, and humanity in general.
I've fallen behind in my reviews, so this is just a quicky:
The folksy/backwoods Appalachian dialect in this made me crazy and diminished my enjoyment of the story (even though I recognize it was well done). I did enjoy the premise, though--widow forced to remarry chooses the town simpleton. Intelligence is such a basic requirement of romance heroes, it was frankly amazing to read a book with a romantic protagonist who, as a result of a birth defect, has a significant cognitive disability. I also admire how Jess's disability was portrayed. He does not feel self-pity (though he does occasionally get frustrated by his limitations, such as the ability to find the right words to express himself, especially when stressed), and for the most part, the heroine doesn't pity him, either. The plot is well crafted so that the romance between the two is believable, and not just that Jess is the least objectionable among several bad candidates for Anthea's groom.