City girl in Montana looking for her Romeo…
Sounds like the start of a Hallmark movie, right? Well, it would if they had movies about idiot women flying across the country to marry a man they’d never met.
Yup, that’s what I did. I responded to an ad in a random newspaper that I found on the train. And now I’m trying to find Horseshoe Ranch so that I can marry some cowboy I’ve never even seen. And no, this isn’t the 1800’s. I’m just desperate.
To make matters worse, the cowboy doesn’t even know I’m coming. His mom and dad arranged it all. I’m going is because I have $100 to my name and an old mafia boyfriend after me. I figured life couldn’t get any worse in Montana.
I was wrong.
In my excitement, I left the address and phone number for the ranch at home, so now I’m here in Montana and I have no idea where I’m supposed to go. So I rented a car and stopped at a local bar to ask for directions.
And that’s when my problems really started.