After a terrible argument with her father over their family property, 'Waters Meeting', Rebecca Saunders throws her swag in the ute and heads north with her three dogs. A job as a jillaroo takes her into the rowdy world of B&S balls, Bundy rum and boys. When she at last settles down to a bit of study at agricultural college, her life is turned upside down by the very handsome but very drunken party animal Charlie Lewis.
Lots of hours of bush talk. Ok. Steady flowing book. Very Australian. But just a little flat
Rachael Treasure’s funny, heartwarming sequel to Jillaroo follows Rebecca and the farm through tumult and heartbreak to discover what’s really important in life. Ten years ago, Rebecca took up the reins of the family farm and her boyfriend, Charlie, came on board to help - her life was complete. But now Rebecca’s relationship is in trouble, and so is the farm. Can she rebuild her life and her livelihood on her own?
I'm a big fan of Rachael however this story was her worse yet. Sorry Rachael