Chicken about Love

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm unemployed recently divorced and living with my parents. I have nowhere to go but up.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A year ago I was married and living in a wealthy neighborhood in the biggest city in Alabama. That was before my husband left me and I tucked tail and ran home to Mama. Now I'm literally banking my five-year-old daughter's future on my getting hired as a teller at the local credit union.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I may not have a college education-at least not completely-but beauty pageants sorority functions and Junior League events have taught me how to interview like a pro. Too bad I'm stuck driving my daddy's old Ford with no air-conditioning in the Alabama summer which is hotter than a jalapeño's armpit.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But that's the least of my worries after I play chicken with a chicken truck and wreck Big Red.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Between the truck driver's colorful cussing and the sheriff's flirtatious questioning I'm ready to fly the coop any way I can. That's when Tanner Nash the biggest prankster in high school comes out of nowhere and rescues me. He saves me and my interview winning the role of my new bestie back in Apple Cart.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We have more in common than I ever imagined-especially when it comes to wanting to ward off all the matchmakers in Apple Cart County. A little fake romance seems like the perfect solution to both get what we want.</span></p>