God Don't Make No Mistakes

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In the sparkling conclusion to Mary Monroe's bestselling God series, two forever friends face their biggest betrayals yet and learn that putting your trust in the wrong hands can change your life forever. . .

These days, Annette Goode Davis has a full plate--literally and figuratively. Although she's trying to reconcile with her husband, Pee Wee, she's still seeing other men on the side. A woman's got to cover her bases, right? With her love life hopping, Annette should be ...

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Overview

In the sparkling conclusion to Mary Monroe's bestselling God series, two forever friends face their biggest betrayals yet and learn that putting your trust in the wrong hands can change your life forever. . .

These days, Annette Goode Davis has a full plate--literally and figuratively. Although she's trying to reconcile with her husband, Pee Wee, she's still seeing other men on the side. A woman's got to cover her bases, right? With her love life hopping, Annette should be pleased as punch. Instead, the stress has her eating everything in sight and packing on the pounds.

Meanwhile, Annette's best friend, Rhoda O'Toole, has her hands full dealing with her wild child daughter, Jade. When Jade's antics almost cost Rhoda her man, Rhoda throws her out. But Jade soon finds a way to make Rhoda regret her choice. . .

Annette thanks her lucky stars that her daughter, Charlotte, has her head on straight. And she's doubly blessed to have a strait-laced neighbor look after Charlotte when she's caught up in Pee Wee and Rhoda's problems. But when Annette's world is rocked by a terrible revelation, she'll discover that appearances can be very, very deceiving--and she'll have to summon every ounce of strength to protect the ones she loves.

"Monroe is a masterful storyteller." --Philadelphia Inquirer

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Annette and her estranged husband, Pee Wee, are still fooling around even though they remain separated a year after Annette's infidelity. Between their occasional trysts, they both explore other relationships. Soon, Pee Wee's ex-lover discovers that she is pregnant. This prompts Annette to make some difficult decisions about the future of their marriage. The rising animosity between the pair, coupled with the antics of their friend Rhoda and her family, provide such a distraction that they are both blindsided by the danger that threatens their daughter, Charlotte. VERDICT This sixth and final book of Monroe's popular God series (God Ain't Through Yet; God Ain't Blind) is as solid as the previous titles. Her use of humor to depict ordinary people with complex and messy lives will keep readers glued to each and every page.—Lisa Jones, Birmingham P.L., AL
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  • ISBN-13: 9780758238641
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 1/29/2013
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 210,874
  • Product dimensions: 5.90 (w) x 8.80 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

Mary Monroe
Mary Monroe
MARY MONROE is the New York Times bestselling author of Deliver Me From Evil, God Don't Play, In Sheep's Clothing, Red Light Wives, God Still Don't Like Ugly, Gonna Lay Down My Burdens, God Don't Like Ugly, The Upper Room, and the novella "Nightmare in Paradise" in Borrow Trouble. An avid traveler, Mary currently lives in Oakland, California.
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GOD DON'T MAKE NO MISTAKES


By MARY MONROE

DAFINA BOOKS

Copyright © 2012 Mary Monroe
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-3863-4


Chapter One

Eight months earlier

MY MOTHER HAD TOLD ME YEARS AGO THAT IF I EVER GOT married, I'd better keep a parachute nearby, because I was probably going to have to jump out of the relationship sooner or later. A parachute wouldn't have done me much good. A trampoline was what I needed. I did a lot of bouncing back and forth with Pee Wee, my estranged husband. Despite our bitter breakup several months ago, he still spent a lot of time in bed with me.

"I guess I still got it, huh?" Pee Wee asked with an anxious look on his dark, still-handsome face. Except for his receding hairline and that spare tire around his waist, he was still attractive for a man of forty-eight.

"Still got what?" I asked, with my eyes on the five crisp $100 bills that he had dropped onto the nightstand next to my bed, just before he dropped his pants. Even though I had a high-paying job and we didn't have a financial arrangement, he gave me a couple thousand dollars a month for me to spend on myself and our daughter, Charlotte.

Pee Wee's eyes got wide. "Don't mess with me, woman. You know what I'm talkin' about. Judging from the way you was whoopin' and hollerin' in that damn bed a few minutes ago, I know I'm still handlin' my manly job well for a man my age," he teased.

I rolled my eyes and gave him an exasperated look. "So it's a job to you now," I pouted. The last thing I wanted to hear was the implication that sex with me was a "job," because that's exactly what it had been to me at one time. I had made my money working as a prostitute during my teens. When my husband pulled out the $500 a few minutes ago, it brought back some painful memories. "You make me feel like a prostitute...."

Pee Wee shook his head, rolled his eyes, and glanced at his watch. "Look, I got to get to my shop and open up. I got a lot of hair to cut today. So if you are tryin' to tell me somethin', hurry up and tell me."

"I did tell you something."

"So what if I do make you feel like a prostitute? Whores need love too."

I threw up my hands. "If I were you, I'd stop while I was ahead," I warned. I rubbed the back of my neck and sucked in some air. We had had conversations similar to this one so many times that I felt like I was rehearsing for a play. "Look, I think we can still work things out and not do ... this," I told him, patting the bed and hoping that he wouldn't agree with my last statement. "Every time you come over here now, we end up in bed. You don't have to sleep with me, and you don't have to pay me to do it. That's why I suggested we still date other people, until we can decide if we want to reconcile or not."

Pee Wee gave me a confused look. "Don't you enjoy these little get-togethers as much as I do?"

"I do, but I don't want you to think that we have to do it."

He gave me another confused look, this time blinking so hard and fast I thought something had got caught in his eye. "Why? Do you not want to make love with me? You don't find me attractive anymore?" he asked.

"Don't be so sensitive," I scolded. "You know I enjoy making love with you. I always have."

"Then why we talkin' all this crap, baby? You know that the money I give to you is for my daughter. I ain't payin' you to make love with me. I ain't never paid for no pussy before in my life, and I never will. Not even with you."

I didn't see any reason to remind Pee Wee about the times he'd told me that when he was in the army, he and every other member of his platoon had paid Vietnamese prostitutes for sex.

"You don't need to make our situation no messier than it already is," he reminded.

"I know, I know. It's just that every time you come over here, we ... uh ... we end up in bed and you hand me some money. Just like I was still a . . ." Pee Wee knew that I had once worked as a prostitute. Even though that dark episode had occurred more than thirty years ago, I knew that he probably still thought about it as much as I did.

"Let's not bring up the past. We already have enough to deal with in the present. My mechanic is comin' by the house next week to take a look under the hood of your car to see why you keep hearin' that buzzin' noise. Do you need any yard work or anything else done around the house, baby?"

"No, I don't need anything like that," I told him.

"Well," he yawned as he rubbed his chest and licked his lips. "I'm feelin' real good. Even better than the last time I was here. Thank you very much!" he exclaimed with a wink. "Is there anything else we need to discuss before I leave?"

"Since you asked, there is just this one other thing." I locked eyes with Pee Wee. Then the words rolled out of my mouth like marbles. "Will you tell your whore to stop calling my house?"

His jaw dropped so fast I was surprised it didn't lock in place. "What? I—I ain't got no whore! You know you are the only woman that I'm involved with these days!" he yelled.

I gasped. "Is that right?" I asked, patting the side of my head. I usually wore my medium-length hair in braids, but lately I'd been getting by with a mild perm and a French twist. It had come undone during my ten-minute romp with Pee Wee. I could feel clumps of my hair standing up on my head, pointing in all directions. I must have looked like Don King.

"But ... but ... I ... I," Pee Wee stuttered.

"Well, the woman I'm talking about is a straight-up whore! Your whore!"

I could see that my outburst had surprised Pee Wee. It had been a while since I had mentioned the woman whom he left me for last March. He folded his arms and a frightened look appeared on his face. He knew that he had to be careful about what he said to me, unless he wanted to deal with my wrath. The day that he had brought his mistress to my house to tell me that he was leaving me and moving in with her, I'd knocked out one of his teeth. And I had given his mistress a thorough, well-deserved ass whupping with my rolling pin.

"Are you talkin' about Lizzie Stovall?" he asked dumbly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

"Who else would I be talking about?" I hollered, giving him an incredulous look. "Lizzie is the only one that I am aware of! Was there another one?"

"No! No, there was no other woman other than Lizzie. You know better. You know I don't lie to you."

My eyes got as big as saucers and I gasped. "You're lying now."

"Aw, Annette, you know what I mean."

"Do I?" I barked, giving him a critical look. "Whether I do or not, it doesn't matter. The thing is, that woman called here last week—several times—and she called again yesterday."

"She did? Uh, what did she want?"

"She was trying to catch up with you, fool! She claims she's been trying to reach you for days."

"Oh. Well, it's over between me and her, and has been since she left me and moved in with Peabo Boykin. If she calls here again, just hang up on her. That ought to stop her."

"Don't you think I've already tried that?" I snapped. "But until you talk to her, she's going to keep calling here."

"I ... I ... I'll look into it," Pee Wee stammered, waving his hands in the air. I could see that he was nervous and anxious to get away from me now. His hands were shaking so hard that when he squatted down to put his shoes back on, he put them on the wrong feet.

Chapter Two

PEE WEE GAVE ME A DRY LOOK AND SHOOK HIS HEAD. THEN with a jerk, he turned and scurried across the floor like a frightened rat. He tripped on the area rug on the floor at the foot of my bed. He didn't like it when I brought up Lizzie's name.

"You don't have anything else to say to me?" I wanted to know, looking at him from the corner of my eye as he was about to flee.

Pee Wee's hand was on the doorknob, clutching it like it was trying to escape. He didn't even bother to turn around and look at me. He shook his head again. "I'll call you," he yelled over his shoulder, literally running out of my upstairs bedroom. He clip-clopped down the hardwood stairs so fast and hard, you would have thought that the cops were chasing him. This was the first time that he had left without kissing me good-bye.

As soon as I heard Pee Wee shut my front door, I got up and went to the window with the sheet wrapped around me. I raked my fingers through my hair, holding several strands away from my eyes so I could see him better. I watched him scramble into his red Firebird.

It was only seven-thirty. It had rained a few hours earlier, so it was a chilly day for July. Because of the low, dark gray clouds hovering in the sky, it felt and looked like it was much later.

I released a loud breath and eased back down on the bed. I didn't need to be at work until nine, but I usually went in earlier just so I could be prepared for any unexpected issues. You could expect just about anything to happen at Mizelle's Collection Agency. A couple of weeks ago, I got caught up in a ruckus between two of the women who reported to me as bill collectors. The night before, Rita Lockett had discovered that Beverly Hawkins was dating her fiancé. Rita had come to work early to confront Beverly. It didn't take long for things to escalate into a violent physical altercation between the two angry women. They had hurled staplers, paperweights, and other desktop items at one another. I got scared when Beverly picked up a letter opener, but I quickly wrestled it from her hand. Had I not been present at the time, there was no telling how much damage they might have done. I had no choice but to fire both employees. I had been going in an hour early all this week, but two days ago, the temp agency that we worked with sent me a young Asian man. Not only was he extremely personable, he was so efficient that he got us all caught up before noon on his first day. It was because of Daniel Hong that I didn't think it would be a problem if I took my time going in today.

I was even thinking about taking the day off. I needed to get my nails done, I needed a facial, and I wanted to run a few errands that I had been putting off. I also wanted to treat myself to a nice lunch and a movie. Afterward, I could come back home, put on my robe, and kick back on my couch with a large margarita. I couldn't get that comfortable at home on the weekend or in the evening because that was when most people dropped in on me unannounced. Another inducement for me to take the day off was that I would not have to rush home to cook dinner today like I usually did. I still had some of the barbecue in the freezer left over from the Fourth of July cookout that I had hosted a couple of weeks ago.

I already regretted the harsh way that I had jumped on Pee Wee about Lizzie calling my house. It wasn't his fault that she was such a bold-ass bitch. As a matter of fact, I was even thinking about calling him up and offering to take him out to dinner as my way of apologizing. In spite of our separation, we still had one of the strongest relationships in town. I knew people who had never been separated who didn't have a relationship as strong and hopeful as ours. I couldn't deny the fact that Pee Wee was the best thing that had ever happened to me, as far as men were concerned. One reason I thought it was in my best interest to get back with him was because despite his cheating, he was still a good man. He was dependable, successful, generous, hardworking, smart, and family oriented. I was all of those same things myself, so I felt that I was just as good of a catch as he was.

I decided that it would be smart for me to wait a couple of hours before I called him. I didn't want to seem too eager. And I wanted him to cool off a little so that when he heard my voice, he wouldn't get defensive. In the meantime, I planned to relax in my bed for a few more minutes.

Before I could get comfortable and finish reading the latest edition of Jet magazine, the telephone on the nightstand rang. I looked at the clock next to the telephone. "Now who in the world is calling my house this time of morning?" I asked myself out loud. Unless it was my mother or my best friend Rhoda, the only time my phone rang this early was when somebody dialed my number by mistake.

The telephone in my bedroom didn't have caller ID, so I had no idea who was calling me at this ungodly hour. It was none of the above. To my everlasting horror, it was Lizzie Stovall again, the woman who had broken up my home.

I was so taken aback, there was only one thing I could think to say. "Well, speak of the devil!" I shrieked.

"Whatever!" Lizzie hissed. She sucked on her teeth before continuing. I didn't know if that was because she was tuning up her mouth to say something I didn't want to hear, which would be anything that slid out of her mouth, or because she was nervous. "Annette, I advise you not to hang up on me like you did the last time I called." This woman had no shame whatsoever!

"What the hell—" I almost choked on my words just as she cut me off.

"Let me speak to Pee Wee. And don't fix your lips to lie to me like you usually do and tell me he's not there. I just passed your house a little while ago and I saw his car parked out front," Lizzie snarled, her words striking my ears like rocks. "Like I told you the last time I called, I've been trying to get a hold of him for several days! I am not going to stop until I reach him. You can tell him that. The sooner he talks to me, the sooner I can stop bothering you."

"Bothering me? Woman, as long as you live in this town you will be bothering me. You didn't care about bothering me when you were fucking my husband! Well, I've got news for you. Just hearing your name bothers me these days!"

Something that I didn't know and didn't want to know was the details of Lizzie's affair with my husband—like exactly when it started or which one of them initiated the affair. But the one thing that I really didn't want to know was where they'd slept together the first time. The thought of her sleazy ass stretched out in my bed was unbearable. If I ever found out that they had been tacky enough to fuck in my bed, I would not be responsible for my actions. There was just no telling what I would do to Lizzie—and Pee Wee—even though their relationship was over.

Or was it?

"Are you still fucking my husband?" Even if she was, I didn't expect her to admit it. But I had to ask anyway.

"Annette, you've got some nerve asking me that. How dare you!" Lizzie erupted.

I could not believe how calm I managed to sound. "Well, are you?"

"No, I am not still fucking your husband! I wouldn't let that man touch me again even if he had healing hands!"

My pulse was racing and my eyes were burning. I had balled my free hand into a fist. "Why did you call my house again? Why do you keep calling here? Don't you have anything better to do with your time these days? Can't you find another innocent woman to torture?" I jeered.

"You innocent? That's a joke! You've got a lot of nerve to even think of yourself as innocent—"

"Get your ass off this phone, bitch!" I hollered. "You're about to make my bowels move!"

"I will hang up when I am good and ready. Look, I know you're still jealous of me, but I can't help that. It is what it is. I gave your man something that you weren't giving him, and probably never did. That was some good loving. The very first time he was with me, he realized what he'd been missing."

These were the last words that a scorned woman—especially a scorned black woman—wanted to hear. If Lizzie had been standing in my room saying that shit to my face, she would be stretched out on the floor by now with my fist mauling the side of her head. I couldn't imagine what Pee Wee had said to her for her to think that I didn't give him what he needed in the bedroom before she slid into our lives. I didn't believe what she had just said for one minute—at least not her version.

"Hmmm. Then tell me, why is he not still with you? Why is he coming over here to be with me whenever I let him? And I can assure you that we do a lot more than just talk when he's here. Does that sound like I don't know how to give him what he needs?" I taunted.

"Whatever, Annette. I just need to talk to Pee Wee."

"Pee Wee is not here, goddammit!" I roared. "And let me tell you again—"

"You're a damn liar! He is there! Now, you look, girl! I am not in the mood for any of your shit this early in the morning!"

I hated profanity. It was crude. I didn't like it when people cussed in my presence, and I didn't like to cuss myself. But under the present circumstances, there was no reason for me to act like a "lady" with Lizzie.

(Continues...)



Excerpted from GOD DON'T MAKE NO MISTAKES by MARY MONROE Copyright © 2012 by Mary Monroe. Excerpted by permission of DAFINA BOOKS. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 23, 2012

    Awful,reads like a reality show on paper. Stereotypes galore.

    Awful,reads like a reality show on paper. Stereotypes galore.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 26, 2012

    Just OK...

    I usually enjoy all of this author's books, however this was a bit too slow. It took me a while to finish the book. The book also seemed rushed, some of the storylines could have been much better. This was my least favorite book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 7, 2012

    God Don't Make Mistakes is the final installment in the "Go

    God Don't Make Mistakes is the final installment in the "God don't" series by Mary Monroe. The series follows the lives and adventures of two childhood friends: Annette and Rhoda. These ladies have survived it all from molestation to breast cancer, from prostitution to the death of a child. They make it through these challenges because of their unshakeable friendship. This bond is again tested as the ladies find themselves at odds about the best interest of their daughters.

    Annette's daughter Charlotte, once again finds herself involved with the wrong crowd. When she tries to tell her mother about what is going on, Charlotte mistakes her attitude for moodiness. Will Charlotte be able to get through to her mother before things take a dangerous turn? Then there's Jade, Rhoda's rebellious daughter. Jade does everything in her power to bring her mother pain and sorrow. Through it all, Rhoda still loves her. So, she hatches a plan to get her daughter on the right path once and for all. In addition to our two stars, Monroe brings back the rest of the quirky family members. These characters provide just enough comic relief to keep the storyline moving.

    I have read every novel in the "God don't" series and I must say that this novel is my least favorite. This is probably because I have grown tired of the group and am no longer interested in their life stories like I did in the past. However, I still found the story to be entertaining with quite a few LOL moments. I will truly miss these characters, especially Scary-Mary. I like the fact that Monroe gives true closure to the story and its characters. The reader definitely will not be wondering about what happens to the main characters later in life. For an author to truly end a series, this closure is necessary. So, while I bid farewell to Annette, Rhoda and the gang, I look forward to Monroe writing more books with characters that I will grow to love and be entertained with for many years (and series) to come.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 3, 2012

    Awesome

    This book was.good and i hope she make some more i read this book in two days awesome awesome awesome

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 22, 2013

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    Reviewed by: Amie Lou Book provided by: Publisher Review origina

    Reviewed by: Amie Lou
    Book provided by: Publisher
    Review originally posted at Romancing the Book




    When I cracked open this book, I expected an inspirational story of strife and longing, a change of heart. A book that when I put it down I would say to myself, ‘How incredible.’ And I would walk around for days thinking and mulling over the profound instances that happened between those pages. Instead, I got a story about people I couldn’t identify with and sparks of inspiration buried deep within the crazy lives of Annette and Rhoda.




    I’ve known women like Rhoda and Annette. Women who fly off the handle and do things like have cat-fights with their daughters on the front porch in broad daylight. Have affairs behind their husbands’ backs–and with his best friend–and somehow convince themselves that it’s perfectly okay. Not necessarily women I would want to be friends with.




    Annette is currently separated from her husband, but still seeing him on the side along with two other men. She has a daughter Charlotte (12) who has an intense but undisclosed problem with the new neighbor. Annette’s best friend, Rhoda has a tub full of troubles of her own with her grown daughter. But when Annette finds out that husband Pee Wee’s new girl is pregnant, a scramble for the truth begins. Is the baby Pee Wee’s or another man’s?




    I considered Annette too caught up in her own life (and that of her best friend) to pay enough attention to her daughter. Only when Charlotte runs away does anyone listen to her complaints about the neighbor. Neglectful parenting sets my teeth on edge.




    Though well-written, I had trouble relating to characters in God Don’t Make No Mistakes. Their actions, reasoning, and behaviors were not commendable. Maybe because I’ve had some experience with the CBA and expected a book pegged as inspirational to be… well, inspirational. To contain upstanding characters with flaws but not quite so rough around the edges.




    That is not to say that this book would not have appeal to other readers. But unfortunately it was not my cup of tea.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2013

    Good Read

    This is actually a great book,I've read the series "God Dont Like Ugly" and I also enjoyed it. I normally read a very good book that like usually within a day or two but it was so hard with this book due to the fact that each chapter is extremely longgg. I think this author needs to learn on how to get to the point in a reasonable time,no one wants to read a book thats 300 and something pages. Dont get me wrong, after all is said and done this is still a good book. Makes you want to appreciate the ppl we sometimes take for granted.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 8, 2013

    Mistakes were made butnot myme

    Mistskkes were made nnut not by eedg

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 18, 2012

    Awesome

    I just bought it a few weeks ago, i love your books .
    Keep on doing what cha doing, in the words of the late great Don Corneilus, we wish you love,peace and soul.....




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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 24, 2012

    Everyone knows i love mary monroe

    Love it

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  • Posted August 17, 2012

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    WOW!!!!!! KUDOS TO MARY MONROE FOR A JOB WELL DONE ON THIS SERI

    WOW!!!!!! KUDOS TO MARY MONROE FOR A JOB WELL DONE ON THIS SERIES. I
    WAS THERE FROM THE BEGINNING, AND I MUST SAY WHAT A RIDE IT HAS BEEN. I
    WAS DRAWN IN FROM THE FIRST BOOK, AND NOW I AM SADDEN AFTER READING THE
    LAST BOOK. MS MONROE HAS FINALLY ANSWERED ALL OF THE QUESTIONS THAT HAS
    KEPT US ALL HANGING ON AND RUNNING TO THE NEXT BOOK. I LAUGHED SO
    MUCH WHILE READING THIS BOOK. IT WILL TRULY BE HARD TO SAY GOODBYE TO
    THESE FAVORITE CHARACTERS. EACH CHARACTER IS LEAVING A LITTLE SOMETHING
    FOR ME TO REMEMBER THEM BY. IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR A GREAT SERIES TO
    READ, LOOK NO FURTHER. YOU WILL BE SO HAPPY THAT YOU DEDICED TO GIVE
    THIS SERIES A TRY. I LOOK FORWARD TO WHATEVER MS. MONROE HAS
    INSTORED FOR US NEXT. BUT PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T KEEP US WAITING TOO LONG.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 8, 2012

    The best

    This was the end of the series and I think her best of all of them. I really loved this book it is so interesting I couldn't put it down. Really worth the money.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 25, 2012

    Worth Reading....

    Great Book, Great Author! The story kept you wondering about the next scene. When reading, you could give your own conclusions, but you kept reading to find out the outcome. I'm waiting for the next book....

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2012

    Great**

    I'm going to miss reading the books i feel like part of the family I cried when they cried smiled when things worked out and understood when they didn't......loved they way it ended

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 8, 2012

    Ms Val

    I loved it will miss everyone!!!!!!.!.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 18, 2012

    Nice Ending

    Really enjoyed this last book to the God Dont Like Ugly Series

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 18, 2012

    Love Love

    Wishi wasnt done with it!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 9, 2012

    ' wonderful

    Mary Monroe is one of the best authors of all times. Please start a new series!

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  • Posted June 7, 2012

    Wow! I have been following the "God" series for years.

    Wow! I have been following the "God" series for years. The conclusion of this series was sad, funny and enlightning. I felt like a member of the family. I cried at the end for Jade, Scary Mary, Muh Dear and the others. Cheers to Mary Monroe for keeping me entertained for years, I have read all her books. A Great Author!

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  • Posted June 5, 2012

    more from this reviewer

    Wow! Amazed...Again This was one the most amazing book reads, I

    Wow! Amazed...Again
    This was one the most amazing book reads, I've read. I do not even know where to begin either, the characters in are family to me now. I hated that the series ended. I loved Annette, Rhoda, PeeWee, Scary Mary, Charlotte, Muh-Dear, Liliemae and Frank. Even though it's the end of the series I really appreciate your conclusion summing up the family events and how amazing plus sad. I hate this is the end of the "God don't like ugly" series. Excellent Ms. Mary Monroe!!



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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2012

    Wow

    I cant wait to read this book. Im hoping to finish it in about 3 to 4 days..

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