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Trailer park born and raised. It’s my legacy. That’s how my mama lived. And that’s how her mama lived. It’s the life I was born into and it’s the life I swore I would leave the second I was old enough to make it out.
Only legacies have a funny way of sneaking up on you. An innocent decision the night of high school graduation led to a series of complications in my plans to escape.
Seven years later, I’ve resigned myself to this small town and the roots I’m tied to. Nothing could make me leave. And nothing could make me spill the secrets that keep me here.
Until he walks back into town with a chip on his shoulder and a stupid hunch nobody else in town has been smart enough to follow.
Levi Cole is my opposite. Born on the right side of the tracks with family money to spare, he’s the kind of black sheep that can afford to be rebellious—because his family will always pay for his mistakes. He’s also the only living heir to Cole Family Farms, after his brother Logan was killed in duty seven years ago.
He sees something in my life that he thinks he has a right to. But he’s wrong. And obnoxious. And he needs to take his stubborn good looks and that intense way he looks at me and go back to wherever it was he came from.
I know better than to trust men like him. I was born and raised in a trailer park, I know nothing good happens to girls like me—girls with trailer park lives and trailer park hearts. Especially from gorgeous, kind, pigheaded men like him.
Growing up in a small town can be a wonderful thing. Knowing all of your neighbors, and having the sense of community provides the residents with comfort and stability. One the flip side, small town life can also be brutal. Escaping the stigma of where you live or the clothes you wear can be a burden that lasts a lifetime.
Small town life wasn’t always kind to Ruby Dawson. Growing up in a trailer park came with ridicule from her classmates. A torment that would drive Ruby to get out of town the moment she graduated high school. It was a perfect plan, excel in school and then head to a college far from home. The only problem with this plan was the lack of planning on Ruby’s part during an end of the year party that she would never forget.
Plans change and Ruby’s quest to get out of her hometown is nothing but a fleeting memory. Years have passed since that graduation party, and Ruby has handled the changes in her life in stride. No one has ever figured out the secret that Ruby has shielded with her heart, even though the reality is staring them in the face. Content with her life, Ruby finds a blast from the past can turn her whole world upside down.
After seven years away from town, Levi Cole returns to the place he once called home. With a family fortune that is easily at his disposal, Levi never understood Ruby’s desire to avoid him at all costs. Even though the two have danced around an attraction since high school, Ruby was always reluctant to believe that someone from the ‘other side of the tracks’ could possibly be interested in her. Now – Levi is back in town and plans on making this his home once again.
Trailer Park Heart is the latest book in the Rachel Higginson collection. It is a very realistic story that deals with our differences in social status and how it affects our outlook on life. Ruby has never believed that she was worthy of anything beyond life in that trailer park she called home. Levi is the one person that is determined to make her see that she has so much to offer. A beautiful testament to overcoming the odds.
While this book deals with judgments and the hardships that face so many people, it also is a beautiful love story. One that simply warmed my heart from the very first time Levi let his intentions be known. As the two navigate through this thing called life, the road blocks in their way seem to magnify. However – both realize that life is precious and can change on a dime. Giving hope to long lasting love and devotion.
Trailer Park Heart is a beautiful look at love and finding the courage to face life’s adversities. It is realistic, hopeful, and a wonderful glimpse into a ‘real life’ romance that could be found anywhere around the world…..all you have to do is look.
Rolling my eyes, I waved him off. Honestly that was a tamer word than usual. And Max was unfortunately used to grownups saying words he wasn’t supposed to hear by now. “I’ll tell you later, okay? Why don’t you go find a great big stick and let Mommy talk to the scary man.”
Max tilted his head at Levi. “I don’t think he’s scary.” “Ha! Looks can be deceiving,” I mumbled to no one in particular. “Go on, babe. Find a stick.” He looked up at me like I’d grown a second head. “Then what?” “Then… then whack that cornstalk with it.” “Why?” “Because it needs to be whacked.” “Why?” Levi walked closer. “Just pretend it’s Darth Vader and you’re on a mission to save the
galaxy.” Max’s attention swung back to Levi. “Who’s Dark Faber?”
“Who’s Darth Vader?” Levi repeated, stunned. “What do you mean, who’s Darth Vader?” To me he said. “What kind of parent are you? He doesn’t know who Darth Vader is?”
“He’s six,” I reminded him patiently.
“Exactly the right age to know about the glory that is Star Wars. You’re depriving him of a fantastic childhood.”
“Are you seriously giving me parenting advice right now?” He leaned forward. “Are you seriously considering passing it up? It’s good advice.” A frustrated growl rumbled in the back of my throat. Max, getting bored with our back and
forth, wandered off to whack the cornstalk. Levi and I watched him in silence for a minute. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me. “What are you doing here, Levi? Why are you in
my neck of the woods?” He shrugged, and that damnable smile was back. “I feel bad about the other day… about the
gas station.” I couldn’t let him get away with his behavior then nor now. Or the questions he was hell bent
on asking. Or the sheepish, repentant smile he was wielding like a weapon. “You have no right to stick your nose in my business, Cole.”
He shrugged. “I’m trying to say I’m sorry.”
It wasn’t exactly a promise to leave me alone, but Levi didn’t usually give me what I wanted. This was probably the best I could ask for, and yet, I couldn’t let him get away that easily. I lifted a hand, half hidden in the sleeve of my shirt, and pointed a finger at him. “You can mess with me, Levi, but you better not hurt my son. Got it?”
He took a step forward, closing some of the space between us. “Just to be clear though, you’re saying I can mess with you, right?”