Looking Through Blind Eyes by Reyna Hawk

'Even though, him and Scott eventually got on friendly terms they definitely were not friends.' 'Scott was very persistence and night after night he'd come see her.' 'Scott couldn't help from smiling at her.' 'The bar had recently gone under a renovation.' 'No one looked at her like a freak, all they seen was what she showed them.' 'one Janie was confidant she'd be happy living in.' '.a raging river that had come out of its' bank.' '.any similarities to actual persons is purely coincedential.' We'll call it bad and boring and leave it at that. I won't even dwell on the storyline, which involved a woman working at a karaoke bar, in an abusive relationship, living with her brother, who meets three hunky Italians and falls in love with one of them. Perhaps open a food truck.Īt the moment the book has an average 4.06 rating, with 62 ratings. The author should lock up her pen and paper, lock up her computer, lock up any typing-enabled devices, forever. Why someone thinks this kind of material is worth sending out into the universe is utterly bewildering. To be frank, I wrote better than this when I was in second grade. At no point in my reading did a woman come in contact with a hay bale. I think the entire book is available to read free, but it was so horrible I stopped reading at the one hour mark.

The book title, which seems to be in PowerPoint WordArt, swims helplessly in the sky above the treeline. A woman sits atop an enormous hay bale in a flowy white dress. I was drawn to this book by the cover, which is beyond odd.

Looking Through Blind Eyes by Reyna Hawk