Bring on the Blessings | Beverly Jenkins

Friday, October 16, 2015

One of the first few free books I downloaded on my Barnes and Noble Nook Color was Bring on the Blessings. It sat unread for almost six months after I downloaded it. I don't know what it was about the cover of the book, or maybe the title, that seemed cheesy to me, but I didn't want to read it. I probably should have trusted my gut instinct.
The story starts off with Mrs. Bernadine Brown, a former social worker and the wife of a wealthy businessman. On her 52nd birthday, she finds her husband cheating on her with his secretary, so she hires a top-notch lawyer to handle her divorce, and walks away with a cool $275 million. While watching the morning news shortly after the divorce, she hears about Henry Adams, a tiny town in Kansas that is in danger of going bankrupt. She decides to pack up her belongings and purchase the town in order to start a child protective services utopia.
Overall, the story didn't generate much emotion from me. Usually I prefer a work of fiction to tug at my heartstrings a bit, or to elicit a laugh or, at the very least, a smile. This one lacked severely in believability – at one point, the main character drops everything to fly around the country in a private jet given to her by a fellow divorcee friend who "doesn't like to fly." Sure, that happens.
In addition to the hard-to-believe main character, there is the bizarre love story of Lily and Trent, two characters who are conveniently single, who were high school sweethearts, and who possess the specific job skills Mrs. Brown needs at the exact moment she needs them. There's also the story of the broken marriage of Riley and Genevieve Curry, who split up because of the man's pet hog, and the town player/veterinarian/alcoholic/restaurant owner, Malachi July.
The story could use much more plot development and much less unnecessary character development. It could also stand to go without the awkward transitions between character's voices, and needs a more fulfilling ending.
To put it mildly, I was not impressed, and you probably wouldn't be either. Save your money.