Master chef Kady Long is about to be married to one of the handsomest men she's ever seen - not her dream man, but she's given up finding him. Petite and curvy, Kady suffers from low self-esteem pretty much everywhere but the kitchen where she's the master of all she surveys. Days before her wedding she buys and old truck on a whim and on opening it, finds a gorgeous wedding dress from the 1800's - and it fits. Trying it on, however, catapults her back through time where she meets yet another handsome man - he's not her dream man, either, but she ends up marrying him anyway, only to end up back in the 20th century.

If that's not convoluted enough, enter yet another handsome man - a descendant of the 19th century hunk, and she seems to have inherited all his millions.

Overly complex and a bit jumbled, this isn't Deveroux's best, but it's not her worse, either. ( )

Deveraux erlaubt sich hier eindeutig zu viel: nicht nur verlebt Kady einige nette Tage mit einem Mann (oder Geist?), der in Wirklichkeit nur 9 Jahre alt geworden sein soll, sie lässt Kady und andere Personen auch immer wieder durch das Loch in der Zeit hüpfen, hemmungslos die Vergangenheit beeinflussend, und lässt am Schluss eine wilde Rockerbraut samt Motorrad in der Vergangenheit zurück, ohne danach auch nur ein Wort über deren Einfluss auf die historische Entwicklung des amerikanischen Westens zu verlieren! Sehr, sehr wirr und unlogisch, trotzdem zeitweise lustig und spannend.

I read this book because I like the author but weterns aren't my thing. ( )

Not worthy of comment. ( )