by Meghan Quinn
Never in a million years would I have pictured myself as an axe-weilding, dragon lady, chopping up multi-colored flannel shirts into my very own plaid mulch. But here I am, chopping away my frustrations.
It all started when my brother, Paul, convinced me to go on one last family road trip across the Mother Road with him and my dad.. Just like old times, right? Wrong. What Paul fails to mention is his best man, Porter, will be joining us, who just so happens to be my childhood crush and the man who broke my heart four years ago.
What is supposed to be a fun, family bonding experience across Route 66 turns into a war of pranks, awkward moments and bathrooms full of dirty flannel shirts and day old beard clippings. Paul's know-it-all attitude and Porter's devilish charm brings me to the brink of my sanity on my seven day trek across the United States with three bearded men in a small 1980's RV.
My 2 cents
This is a 'rusty review' since I'm very rusty and out of practice when it comes to reviewing.
The short version
I adored this book.
The long version
The relationships between the characters, the antics and verbal volley's, the past heartbreak and present tension, the fact nerd drama queen, Hottie McHotterson, the road trip itself. All of that, and more, worked together to form a book that made me laugh, sigh, drop my jaw, and then pick it back off the floor. Most of all it made me want to plan a road trip with the McMann's. Who am I kidding, I'd never survive that family haha!
Nitpicks: At times it seemed like this book was a little...too much. I think the author may have intentionally gone for the shock factor which sometimes worked and was sometimes ended up distracting me from the story. I also thought Marley was so far off her hinges at points. How old is she again?! because I don't think she acts it sometimes.