pühapäev, 20. jaanuar 2013

"Playing for Keeps" - R.L. Mathewson

1. raamat sarjast " A Neighbour from Hell"
Peategelased: Haley Blaine ja Jason Bradford

Jason Bradford on naaber põrgust, kelle minema kolimise poolt on terve tänav mitmel korral allkirju kogunud. Haley, kelle maja asub Jasoni oma kõrval on mehe kõiki tempe juba viis aastat talunud. Kuid kui Haley leiab Jasoni oma tulbipeenart hävitamas, saab naisel mõõt täis.
Jasonile on Haley alati meeldinud, kuid mees arvab, et naine on liiga vaikne ja häbelik, et temaga sõbrustada. Siis aga ründab raevunud naine teda paari lille pärast. Asjaolude kokkulangemise pärast peavad nad mõned tunnid koos veetma ning Haley taipab, et Jason võib olla küll pöörane, aga samas on ta normaalne kutt. Jason, kelle jaoks toit on religioon avastab, et Hailey oskab fantastiliselt küpsetada. Algab sõprus, mis muutub peagi millekski sügavamaks.

Arvamus: 
Naerda sai ohjeldamatult ja absoluutselt kõige üle. Loos oli soojust ja huumorit, veidraid tegelasi ja jaburaid olukordi. Istusin lugema ja avastasin end kell kolm öösel arvuti taga naeru pugistamas.
Loomulikult pole kogu raamat taoline rõõmurull. Kuna tegu on eelkõige armastusromaaniga, siis on siin ka arusaamatusi ja kurjameid, kes Haley ja Jasoni suhtele vee peale tahavad tõmmata. Lõpus läks raamat sutike liiga tobedaks, aga mõnus lugu oli see sellegi poolest. Ja vähemalt õhtupoolikuks ja ööks unustasin ma järgmisel päeval ees terendava visiidi hambaarsti juurde.

Katkendeid raamatust:
 Brad picked up a cookie and brought it up to his mouth. It was inches away when a large tan hand grabbed it. Jason snatched the plate from her before sending Brad a killing glare.                          
 “How dare you touch my cookies, you bastard!” Jason said in utter disgust before popping the cookie into his mouth and heading back to his house.                           
“Damn those looked good, too,” Brad grumbled.                          
 Haley sighed. “Don’t worry I have a second plate on my counter.” The words were barely out of her mouth when Jason abruptly changed course and headed towards her house.                         
  “Well, there was,” she said, watching Jason walk into her house like he owned it. A minute later he walked out of her house, carrying both plates and the gallon of milk she had in her fridge. He headed back to his house, but not before he glared at Brad. “You cookie thieving bastard,” they heard him mutter.                          
Brad rolled his eyes, chuckling. “And people wonder how I lost weight rooming with him in college.”
                                                                                                                                  lk 38-39

“Move over,” Jason said, startling her.                           
She jumped up, clutching her chest, trying to catch her breath as she watched Jason push up her window screen and climb into her room. He closed the screen behind him and lay down on her bed.                          
Still gasping, she sucked in a breath and said, “What the hell is wrong with you? You just scared the hell out of me!”                           
“Look, woman, I don’t know what you did, but I haven’t been able to sleep since we got back from New York. I’m tired and bitchy and all I want is some sleep so cuddle your ass up with me or so help me I will kill you,” Jason snapped.
                                                                                                                                                lk 64

Hinne: 4 / 5

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"Playing for Keeps"

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