Review: Silver Lining by Maggie Osborne

Friday, August 19
My rating:
What I loved:
Hailed as "one of the best writers in the business" by Susan Elizabeth Phillips, multi-award-winning author Maggie Osborne delivers hilarious and heartrending tales of resilient women full of grit, pride, and dignity who shine through hard times. Now meet the most irresistible and independent heroine of them all, a woman called Low Down, who never had anything good happen to her until the day she asked for the one thing that only a man could give her. . . .

As scruffy and rootless as the other prospectors searching for gold in the Rockies, Low Down wanted nothing in return for nursing a raggedy bunch through the pox. But when pressed to reveal her heart's wish, she admits, "I want a baby." Not a husband, not a forced marriage to the proud man who drew the scratched marble and became honor bound to marry her. To be sure, Max McCord was easy on the eyes, but he loved another woman and dreamed of a different life. Yet they agreed to a temporary marriage that could end only in disaster. But can this strange twist of fate lead to the silver lining that both have been searching for?

Quote…"Would you like to see something pretty? It might make you feel better."

I would rate this book a 5 just for Low Down - forgetting everything else that made this book spectacular.

What I loved:
- I read this years ago, and decided to re-read before reviewing just in case it wasn't as all that as I remember. It is. Probably even more so, now that I have so many more books to compare it to. Where to start?
- Low Down is glorious. She is tenacious, authentic, open, bull-headed, appreciative, funny, quirky and resilient. And deep down, she's a sweetheart.
- The spoon. Oh, the spoon.
- Maggie Osborne makes me laugh.
Quote…"Maybe I better take your arm again," she muttered, eyeing the staircase.
"If I fall down the stairs," she added in a low, dry voice, "and end up sprawled at the bottom in front of all those swells, I'm going to pretend that I'm dead. You tell someone to haul me off to the nearest boardinghouse, then go have your supper."

- I was so frustrated with Max. I'm putting this in the 'things I loved' box because I was meant to be frustrated. He was so stuck up his own ass over Philadelphia that he couldn't see all the amazing-ness that was right in front of him. I wanted to beat his ass so hard over how he treated my girl Low.
- Did I mention I loved Low Down? Maybe I did, but did I mention that she is the only character I've ever read that singlehandedly carried a ranch through winter. She was the shit. Like - never met a character as everything good as this one. And the humiliation she faces when this book kicks off - I don't know anyone who could bear that, and yet she does. Repeatedly, she takes the shit life throws at her and never complains. Just keeps on going, looking for the good in life.
Quote…She wished Billy Brown would end his speech right there. At the same time she secretly hoped he'd say more good things. Compliments were as rare as finding a nugget in her pan. She remembered every one that had come her way.

- I also really enjoyed the peripheral characters: the McCords, the boys from the mountain, the ranch hands, the gossip-y bitches in town, Philadelphia... even if they were assholes, I enjoyed the way they were portrayed.

What I didn’t love:
- There's this sad thing that happens, or rather, there's this thing Philadelphia does because she's a cunt. For me, it was too much. Too sad. Too cold. Too unfair. And I so wish Philadelphia died a slow and agonizing death over it.

Perfection. Apparently, Susan Elizabeth Phillips is a Maggie Osborne fan. That's like Santa thinking someone is better than Santa, and then getting a visit from the Better-than-Santa Santa. In other words - of course this was going to be a 5 star read.
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