It’s been nearly three years since the last book in the Whisper Ridge, Wyoming series was published (that’s not a complaint – RJ has published plenty of books since then) so I can’t remember all of the details about the secondary characters in this story and that is why I think you can read this as a standalone. The other books are wonderful however and I think you might enjoy this one a little more if you read books one and two first – and they are great books!

Take a look at the excellent blurb and trigger warning. This book made me feel so many things – just like every other RJ Scott book I’ve read. Spring Rains has a bit of suspense relating to Noah’s ex and the mysterious Connor (a secondary character we’ve met before). I’d say it’s a fairly low angst story overall.

Noah and his son Fox are starting over after having left a big city and an abusive relationship. Noah inherited his great-aunt’s diner and he wants to reopen it as part of his starting over. Chris is an amputee and survivor of a horrible car crash that also left him scarred. He has had dark thoughts in the past but he now recognizes when he needs help with those thoughts and he seeks out a counselor.

I loved all of these characters. Noah and Chris take things slow because Noah can’t face jumping into a new relationship after getting out of a bad one so recently. Chris knows that Noah is the one for him and is content to go as slow as Noah needs. It was fun to see how much Fox supported his dad and Chris’s relationship and how much Chris cared for him.

It’s stories like this one that has had RJ Scott firmly on my list of favorite authors ever since I started reading her books back in 2016.

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Unedited Excerpt
I inhaled sharply as old memories flooded my thoughts and left me feeling something between the grief of never having come back to Whisper Ridge and a manic happiness at being here now. It was the oddest sensation, and I wondered how much of it was bound up in leaving Briggs and feeling free for the first time in eight years.

“Look!” Fox exclaimed.

I followed his finger, which was pointed toward the back wall, where, in bright neon orange, there was a crudely drawn cock and balls. Vandals had been inside, and I glanced around, searching for more damage, but couldn’t see any. Stools were pushed haphazardly under the counter. The red vinyl seats had small cracks and creases and were more of a sad looking thing than a reminder of the people who’d sat there. On one of them, the stuffing peeked through the cover, and I poked at it with a finger.

“This is so sad,” Fox said with a sigh, pushing open the door to the kitchen. Above the counter, a menu board hung without the descriptions of daily specials, and every corner of the place sat empty of life.

“What am I doing?” I asked the empty space, given Fox had vanished. I was worried for a moment. Then, recalling the layout of the place, knew there wasn’t much space for him to get lost in. There again, were there knives in the kitchen? “Don’t touch anything sharp!” I called out.

“Doh,” Fox replied, his voice dulled by the closed serving pass.

Doh was another word that Fox used a lot, specifically when I asked him to watch out for something, as if I hadn’t had to take him to the emergency room when he’d climbed the tree in the yard.

The teenager handbook, page 5, doh. Page 6, whatever. I had an entire list of things I could add to the book. Talking of lists, I took off one of my gloves and pulled out my phone. Top of the to-do list was to enroll Fox into the local middle/high school in nearby Collier Springs. Next was visiting the bank, third was a lawyer. I scrolled down and added a new line, electric to the diner, then pushed the glove back on before my fingers froze.

Our new home.

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