||Feb 1, 2011
Flossophy of Grace
R J Writes
What happens when a dental hygienist falls in love with her patient? That's what Grace Hart discovers when she meets Bruce Gardener. The problem? Grace's boss has a strict policy against relationships with patients. Can Grace and Bruce find a way to be together without her employer finding out?
That was the fourth time she’d been bitten since lunch. She hoped they weren’t doing it on purpose, but sometimes she wondered. Maybe it was a pint-sized conspiracy. It was fall break for the elementary schools. All the elementary schools. That meant her dental hygiene schedule was crammed full of little people. There were kids yelling in the waiting room. Kids squirming in her patient chairs. She even heard a little girl loudly warbling her ABC’s in the bathroom. She felt like Mr. Rogers. She needed a cardigan sweater. Won’t you be my neighbor?
Grace loved kids. She really did. They were funny and sweet, and loud and annoying. They asked the most interesting, offbeat questions. And she normally looked forward to doing their prophies (cleanings) since their tiny mouths had less square footage than most adults’ gunky ones. But sometimes the little people tended to tell her way too many intimate details about their parents she’d rather not know. Ever. And they all seemed intensely hyper today. The hooligans who weren’t bouncing like pogo sticks were playing trampoline on the waiting room chairs. Had their parents given them all ultra doses of Mountain Dew before their appointments? That would be wrong on so many levels. She’d had enough of the little guys for today. It was usually a nice reprieve from a day full of adults, but enough was enough. They had worn her down to a frazzled nubbin. Where was that cardigan sweater?
Since she’d arrived at the dental office at 8:30 a.m., she’d done twelve patient prophies, taken seven sets of tiny x-rays (that’s when the unfortunate biting incidents took place), given ten grape-flavored fluoride treatments, and instructed (or tried to) all of the little darlings how to remove the ick from their teeth with a toothbrush. She also dutifully handed out what seemed like 5,092 stickers. Whether the kids behaved like lambs or hyenas, they all got stickers. Unfortunately, she noticed several of the sticky handouts found their way to the recently painted waiting room wall. In between all of the patients, she cleaned her patient chair areas and helped with getting her instruments ready to be cleaned and sterilized. All in her spare time. She was pooped.
She looked at her yellow cat-face clock on the wall. It was almost time. In forty-five blessed minutes, she’d be finished with her last patient of the day. Thank goodness! It couldn’t come soon enough. Whoever it was, she wanted them done and scooted out the door, toothbrush in hand, as soon as possible. The only thing she knew about her next patient was that it was a man, and that he was fairly new to town. Other than that, she had no clue what to expect. Grace desperately hoped he wasn’t one of those men who thought he was good-looking in his plaid pants, white belt, and bad toupee. She always had a hard time holding back a snicker in those situations.She grabbed the last, lonely chart from the pink plastic holder on the wall and wearily called out the name.
As Grace looked up to greet her new patient, the sight that entertained her eyes nearly knocked her on her size-twelve backside. Good grief, he was gorgeous.
Think Romance and Dental Appointments Don't Mix? Think Again
In this book, Ruth J. Hartman has drawn from her experience as a dental hygienist to write a sweet, funny romantic tale about two lonely people who were destined to be together.
Grace Hart is a thirty-something lonely dental hygienist. Well, not exactly. She has six furry babies that require her to keep a job so she can feed and shelter them. Even with the companionship of her cats, she feels a void that can only be filled by a handsome patient that walks into the office one day.
Bruce Gardener--tall, dark, handsome, and goofy as they come--is new in town. He's lonely too. Seems like he's never found a woman that can match (or put up with) his zany character. When he meets Grace, though, he knows right away that she's the woman for him.
Unfortunately for them, Grace's wicked boss Dr. Beeth (rhymes with teeth, don't ya know) throws a wrench in their relationship when he declares that Grace cannot be seen cavorting with a patient. Bruce is undeterred, however, and signs up to receive every kind of dental treatment that Grace can offer. Yes, he's that brave.
Ms. Hart has written a light-heated, sweet romantic tale with characters so endearing, you'd like to meet them in real life. Grace and Bruce are both selfless and kind, and their conversations are hilarious. I found myself laughing out loud several times and was quite surprised I finished the 109 page-story so quickly. It's not that often that I find a piece of writing that flows so well from page to page.
If I had to nitpick about anything, I'd say that Dr. Beeth's portrayal at times felt a little TOO evil. Then again, I once worked for a man who's name also rhymed with teeth, who had a predisposition for four letter words, so his portrayal might not be that exaggerated after all. The obstacles he throws in Grace's way did serve to make her a stronger character, and I kept rooting for her and Bruce to have the last laugh.
Bottom line: If you're looking for a sweet romantic tale with lots of laughs that will tickle your heart with warm fuzzies, pick up Flossophy of Grace. It's a treat!
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