Author: Jane Harvey-Berrick
Published by: Harvey Berrick Publishing
Publication Date: February 7, 2014
After eight years in prison, twenty-four year old Jordan Kane is the man everyone loves to hate.
Forced to return to his hometown while on parole, Jordan soon learns that this small town hasn't changed since he was carted off to juvie all those years ago. He is the local pariah, shunned by everyone, including his own parents. But their hatred of him doesn't even come close to the loathing he feels every time he looks in the mirror.
Working odd jobs for the preacher lady, Jordan bides his time before he can leave this backwards town. But can distance erase the memories that haunt him? Trapped in the prison of his own mind Jordan wonders if the pain of living will ever subside?
Torrey Delaney is new in town and certainly doesn't behave in a way the locals believe a preacher’s daughter should. Her reputation for casual hook-ups and meaningless sex is the talk of the town. Add that to her budding friendship with the hardened ex-con handyman, and the good Reverend is less than thrilled with her estranged daughter’s path.
As friendship forms, is it possible for two damaged people who are afraid to love take their relationship to the next level? Can Torrey live with Jordan’s demons, and can Jordan break through Torrey's walls? With the disapproval of a small town weighing heavily on them, will they find their place in the world? Can they struggle against the odds, or will their world be viciously shattered?
Is love a life sentence?
When I first saw Lifers making the rounds, I had a feeling it was a book I needed to read. It just gave off that vibe telling me so. Okay, and I admit, was totally drawn to the way people were describing Torrey; the good and bad. I’m glad I decided to read it, because I liked it a lot.
Lifers is told in alternating POV’s. Torrey quit her job as a paralegal in Boston and now lives with her pastor mother in a small town in Texas. She’s trying to save enough money to get out of there and move on to somewhere better. Jordan was recently released from prison and is now stuck in his home town on parole. He does odd jobs for Torrey’s mother since she’s the only one around who treats him with any decency. The two become friends, but it soon turns into more. With Jordan’s past haunting him and pretty much being the town pariah, it doesn’t make it easy for them.
What initially attracted me to this book is what I ended up loving the most about it: Torrey. She has a very strong personality; loud, hot tempered, blunt, and doesn’t put up with much. Not to mention she has a huge heart. She was so perfect for Jordan. I got their relationship 110%, especially why he would be attracted to such a strong-willed, bossy woman like her.
Jordan turned out to be exactly what she needed too. He has his demons, but he really is a great guy. It was hard to watch him struggle, but I love how Torrey pushed him and showed him there was more to life than the crap he was dealing with. And he showed her what it feels like to truly be loved. They complemented each other perfectly. Oh, and yeah, they do get hot and heavy, and it’s pretty explicit. Loved it!
I’m not going to say what Jordan’s crime was, but it’s fairly easy to figure out early into the book. I have to say though, the way people in the town acted towards Jordan was disgusting. I understand their hurt and anger to an extent, but they went way overboard. Some of that blame needed to be directed elsewhere. It was heartbreaking what he had to endure from not only the town, but his parents as well. I know families who have gone through similar situations, some even more horrible, and I can’t image them behaving that way. I’m sure it does happen though.
There were a lot of ups and downs, but I really enjoyed Torrey and Jordan’s journey. I was so happy with how it all turned out. That epilogue, I will just say that I’ve always wanted to do that for year or so.
“You’re an angel,” he said, softly. “My guardian angel.”
“If I’m an angel, we’re in more trouble than we thought,” I said
Jordan had his shorts back on and was scrabbling around on the floor, collecting my scattered belongings. “I like to see a man on his hands and knees,” I laughed. Jordan looked up and smiled, then pulled me forward by my hips and yanked up my shirt to plant a soft kiss on my belly. “Sweetheart, I’ve been at your feet since the first day I met you.”