×

Uh-oh, it looks like your Internet Explorer is out of date.

For a better shopping experience, please upgrade now.

Green Calder Grass (Calder Series #6)
     

Green Calder Grass (Calder Series #6)

4.3 61
by Janet Dailey
 

See All Formats & Editions

“A page-turner.” —Publishers Weekly

Their land . . . their family . . . their pride.
When the Calders fight for the things they love, they fight to win.
 
Jessy Niles Calder grew up on the Triple C ranch, six hundred square miles of grassland as bountiful as it can be harsh. It’s land that bends to no

Overview

“A page-turner.” —Publishers Weekly

Their land . . . their family . . . their pride.
When the Calders fight for the things they love, they fight to win.
 
Jessy Niles Calder grew up on the Triple C ranch, six hundred square miles of grassland as bountiful as it can be harsh. It’s land that bends to no man’s will—just like a Calder. As Ty Calder’s wife, Jessy finally has all she’s ever wanted. But shadowing this new happiness are enemies greedy for the rich Montana land, so much so they are willing to shed blood to get it. And these days complicating matters seems to be Ty’s ex-wife’s main reason for living. Before it’s all over and done, Jessy will be faced with the fight of her life—one that is sure to change the Triple C forever . . .
 
Praise for Janet Dailey and her bestselling Calder novels
      
“The passion, spirit and strength readers expect from a Calder story—and a Calder hero—shine through…” —Publishers Weekly on Lone Calder Star
 
“Dailey confirms her place as a top megaseller.” —Kirkus Reviews on Calder Pride

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Trodding the familiar terrain of the western romance with practiced skill, veteran novelist Dailey returns again to the Calder clan and its Triple C Montana ranch. Ty Calder has recovered from the kidnap/shooting that ended Calder Pride, and he and Jessy are joyfully expecting twins. Jessy, a cowhand's daughter, grew up on the ranch and shares a love for the land with Ty and Ty's father, Chase. The one obstacle to the family's continued prosperity is a 10,000-acre parcel of government land that lies within the ranch boundaries; negotiations for clear title are stalled in political wrangling between cattlemen and environmentalists. Jessy's nemesis is Tara, the glamorous daughter of rich industrialist E.J. Dyson, who was Ty's first wife. When Dyson suffers a fatal heart attack, a distraught Tara begs Cat, Ty's sister, who was once close to her, and Ty himself, to attend the Texas funeral. Reluctantly, Ty goes and falls victim to Tara's machinations to recapture his love machinations that include Tara wangling herself an invitation to visit the ranch. Meanwhile, Jessy's twins are born, ex-convict Buck Haskell (once Chase's best friend) reappears and tensions build between Ty and Jessy he resents cowhand Ballard's attentions to Jessy; she distrusts Tara. Tara's continued presence in their lives is the source of rumors and suspicions culminating in tragedy and great opportunities for a sequel. While some characters are stereotypes, the villain is well disguised and Jessy is a strong role model for readers. After a slow scene-setting start, Dailey turns out a page-turner. Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
The sixth episode of Dailey's Calder saga opens with Jessy Niles and Ty Caulder happily married and awaiting the birth of twins. News that a bull calf sold several years ago has won the championship in a major stock show and been valued at $250,000 persuades the family to explore the idea of constructing a sale barn on the ranch. Things are looking good for all of the Calders until Tara, Ty's wealthy and spoiled ex-wife, reenters their lives. Tara, bitter over the divorce and determined to win Ty back, sees the new venture as an opportunity to ingratiate herself into the family business. Weathering the loss of 10,000 acres of government grazing land, a two-year drought, grass fires, and Jessy's head injury from an attempted murder, the Calders overcome and are steeled for the next episode. Known for her romances, Dailey includes little in this novel; the plot is muddy at times, and the characters often seem to lack motivation. The recording quality is excellent, and Kate Fleming narrates well, with a pleasing tonal quality and a smooth cadence. Her portrayal of male characters, however, may be disconcerting to some. Recommended for libraries with loyal Dailey readership.-Janet Martin, Health Sciences Lib., Pinehurst, NC Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781420125207
Publisher:
Kensington
Publication date:
06/01/2003
Series:
Calder Series , #6
Sold by:
Penguin Random House Publisher Services
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
352
Sales rank:
37,060
File size:
852 KB

Read an Excerpt

Green Calder Grass


By JANET DAILEY

KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

Copyright © 2002 Janet Dailey
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4201-2520-7


CHAPTER 1

The grass ocean rippled gold under a strong summer sun. The dirt track that cut a straight line through the heart of it was a small portion of the mile upon mile of private roads that crisscrossed the ranching empire of the Calder Cattle Company, better known in Montana as the Triple C.

It was a land that could be bountiful or brutal, a land that bent to no man's will, a land that weeded out the weak and faint of heart, tolerating only the strong.

No one knew that better than Chase Benteen Calder, the current patriarch of the Triple C and a direct descendant of the first Calder, his namesake, who had laid claim to nearly six hundred square miles of this grassland. Its size was never something Chase Calder bragged about; the way he looked at it, when you were the biggest, everybody already knew it, and if they didn't, they would soon be told. And the knowledge would carry more weight if he wasn't the one doing the telling.

To a few, the enormity of the Triple C was a thing of rancor. The events of recent weeks were proof of that. The freshness of that memory accounted for the hint of grimness in his expression as Chase drove the ranch pickup along the hard-packed road, a rooster tail of dust pluming behind it. But the past wasn't something Chase allowed his mind to dwell on. Running an operation this size required a man's full attention. Even the smallest detail had a way of getting big if ignored. This land and a long life had taught him that if nothing else.

Which was likely why his sharp eyes spotted the sagging wire caused by a tilting fence post. Chase braked the truck to a stop, but not before the pickup clattered over a metal cattle guard. He shifted into reverse, backed up to the cattle guard, stopped, and switched off the engine.

The full force of the sun's rays beat down on him as Chase stepped out of the truck, older and heavier but still a rugged and powerfully built man.

The sixty-plus years he carried had taken some of the spring from his step, added a heavy dose of gray to his hair, and grooved deeper creases into the sun-leathered skin around his eyes and mouth, giving a crustiness to his face, but it hadn't diminished the mark of authority stamped on his raw-boned features.

Reaching back inside the truck, Chase grabbed a pair of tough leather work gloves off the seat and headed toward the section of the sagging fence six posts from the road. Never once did it occur to Chase to send one of the ranch hands back to fix the problem. With distances being what they were on the Triple C, that was the quickest way of turning a fifteen-minute job into a two-hour one.

With each stride he took, the brittle, sun-cured grass crackled under foot. Its stalks were short and curly, matting close to the ground — native buffalo grass, drought-tolerant and highly nutritious, the kind of feed that put weight on cattle and was a mainstay of the Triple C's century of success.

The minute his gloved hands closed around the post in question, it dipped drunkenly under the pressure. The three spaced strands of tightly strung barbed wire were clearly the only thing keeping it upright at all. Chase kicked away the matted grass at the base and saw that the wood had rotted at ground level.

This was one fence repair that wouldn't be a fifteen-minute fix. Chase glanced toward the pickup parked on the road. There was a time when he would have carried steel fence posts and a roll of wire along with other sundry items piled in the truck bed. But on this occasion, there was only a toolbox.

Chase didn't waste time with regret for the lack of a spare post. Instead he ran an inspecting glance along the rest of the fence, following its steady march over the rolling grassland until it thinned into a single line. In that one, cursory observation, he noticed three more places where the fence curved out of its straight line. If three could be spotted with the naked eye, there were undoubtedly more. It didn't surprise him. Fence mending was one of those never-ending jobs every rancher faced.

When he turned to retrace his steps to the pickup, he caught the distant drone of another vehicle. Automatically Chase scanned the narrow road in both directions without finding a vehicle in sight. But one was approaching, of that he had no doubt.

It was the huge sweep of sky that gave the illusion of flatness to the land beneath it. In reality the terrain was riven with coulees and shallow hollows, all of them hidden from view with the same ease that an ocean conceals its swales and troughs.

By the time Chase reached his truck, another ranch pickup had roared into view, coming from the west. Chase waited by the cab door, watching as the other vehicle slowed perceptibly then rolled to a stop behind Chase's pickup. The trailing dust cloud swept forward, briefly enveloping both vehicles before settling to a low fog.

Squinting against the sting of dust particles, Chase recognized the short, squatly built man behind the wheel as Stumpy Niles, a contemporary of his and the father of Chase's daughter-in-law. Chase lifted a hand in greeting and headed toward the truck.

Stumpy promptly rolled down the driver's side window and stuck his head out. "What's the problem, Chase?"

"Have you got a spare fence post in your truck? We have a wooden one that's rotted through."

"Got it handled." Stumpy scrambled out of the truck and moved toward the tailgate with short, choppy strides. "Can't say I'm surprised. Just about all them old wood posts have started rottin'. It's gonna be one long, endless job replacin' 'em."

And expensive, too, Chase thought to himself, and pitched in to help the shorter man haul the steel post as well as a posthole jobber out of the truck's rear bed. "I don't see where we have much choice. It's got to be done."

"I know." Already sweating profusely in the hot summer sun, Stumpy paused to drag a handkerchief from his pocket and mop the perspiration from his round, red face. "It ain't gonna be an easy job. The ground's as hard as granite. It's been nearly forty years since we've had such a dry spring. I'll bet we didn't get much more than an inch of moisture in all the South Branch section."

"It wasn't much better anywhere else on the ranch." Like Stumpy, Chase was remembering the last prolonged dry spell the ranch had endured.

Stumpy was one of the cadre of ranch hands who, like Chase, had been born on the Triple C. All were descended from cowhands who had trailed that original herd of longhorn cattle north, then stayed on to work for the first Calder. That kind of deep-seated loyalty was a throwback to the old days when a cowboy rode for the brand, right or wrong, through times of plenty and times of lean. To an outsider, this born-and-bred core of riders gave an almost feudal quality to the Triple C.

Chase shortened his stride to walk alongside Stumpy as the pair tracked through the grass to the sagging post. "Headed for The Homestead, were you?" Stumpy guessed, referring to the towering, two-story structure that was the Calder family home, erected on the site of the ranch's original homestead.

Chase nodded. "But only long enough to clean up before I head into Blue Moon. I'm supposed to meet Ty and Jessy for supper as soon as they're through at the clinic."

"The clinic." Stumpy stopped short. "Jessy's all right, isn't she?"

"She's fine." Smiling, Chase understood Stumpy's fatherly concern. "Ty was the one in for a checkup."

Stumpy shook his head at himself and continued toward the rotted post. "It's them twins she's fixin' to have. It's got me as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a roomful of rockin' chairs. There's no history of twins bein' born in either side of our family. Or at least none that Judy and me know about," he said, referring to his wife.

"It's a first for the Calder side, too." Chase looked on while Stumpy set about digging a hole with the jobber. "Although I can't speak for the O'Rourke half."

The comment was an oblique reference to his late wife Maggie O'Rourke. Even now, so many years after her death, he rarely mentioned her by name and only among the family. This belief that grief was a private thing was one of many codes of the Old West that continued to hold sway in the modern West, especially in Triple C country.

"Twins," Stumpy murmured to himself, then grunted from the impact of the twin blades stabbing into the hard dry ground. He scissored the handles together to pick up the first scoop of soil, then reversed the procedure to dump it to one side. "Look at that," he complained. "The top two inches is nothin' but powder. It's dry, I tell you. Dry." It was a simple observation that was quickly forgotten as he reverted to his original topic. "According to that ultrasound thing the doctor did, it's gonna be boys."

That was news to Chase. "I understood the doctor was only positive about one."

"Mark my words, they'll be boys," Stumpy declared with certainty, then chuckled. "If they take after their mother, she's gonna have her hands full. They'll be a pair of hell-raisers, I'll wager — into everything the minute you turn your back. Why, from the first minute Jessy started crawlin', she was out the door and into the horse pens. She dealt her mama fits. If you ask me, it's only right that she gets back some of her own." He glanced at Chase and winked. "It's for sure you won't be complaining anymore about The Homestead bein' too quiet since Cat got married and moved out. By the way, how's the little man doin' since ... things quieted down?"

The thwarted kidnapping of his five-year-old grandson Quint was another topic to be avoided from now on. But Chase knew it had left him three times as wary of those outside the Calder circle. After all, not only had the security of his home been breached, but Calder blood had been spilled as well.

"Kids are pretty resilient. Quint is doing fine."

"Glad to hear it."

"With any luck, Ty will finally be able to throw away that sling today and start using his arm again."

The twin spades of the jobber whacked into the hole. Stumpy rotated the handles back and forth to carve out another chunk of hard soil. After it was removed, Stumpy took a look and decreed, "That should be deep enough." He laid the jobber aside and took the steel fence post from Chase. "I thought the doctors originally told Ty he'd have to have that arm in a sling for six weeks. That bullet he took totally shattered his shoulder. Them surgeons had to rebuild the joint from scratch."

"True, but Ty figures four weeks is long enough. We'll see if he manages to convince the doctor of that."

Stumpy grinned. "He's probably hopin' he'll persuade Doc to split the difference and let him take it off in another week."

"Probably."

"That reminds me." Stumpy paused in his securing of the post. "I ran into Amy Trumbo at noon. She tells me that O'Rourke's bein' released from the hospital today. Is that true?"

"Yeah, Cat went to get him. She should have him home before dark."

Chase remembered much too vividly that moment when he realized one of the kidnappers had shot his son. He saw again, in his mind, the brilliant red of all that blood, the desperate struggle to stop the bleeding and the gut-tearing mixture of rage and fear he'd felt.

But his son Ty hadn't been the only one to suffer at the hands of the kidnapping duo; Culley O'Rourke, his late wife's brother, had also been shot — in his case, multiple times.

Stumpy wagged his head in amazement. "I still don't know how in hell O'Rourke survived."

"He's got more lives than a barn cat." Chase couldn't honestly say whether he was happy about it or not. There had never been any love lost between the two men. At the same time, he knew that O'Rourke lived only for Cat, Chase's daughter and O'Rourke's niece. Maybe it was Cat's uncanny resemblance to Maggie. And maybe it was just plain love. Whatever the case, O'Rourke was devoted to her. And like it or not, Chase had O'Rourke to thank for his part in getting young Quint back, unharmed.

"I guess O'Rourke will be stayin' at the Circle Six with Cat and Logan." Stumpy scooped dirt around the post with his boot and tamped it down.

"That's Cat's plan anyway. But you know what a lone wolf O'Rourke is," Chase said. "My guess is that it'll only be a matter of days before he's back on the Shamrock."

"Is he strong enough to look after himself?"

"Probably not, but that means Cat will burn up the road, running between Circle Six and Shamrock, making sure he's all right and has plenty of food on hand." Noting that Stumpy had the job well in hand, Chase took his leave. "I'd better get moving before Ty and Jessy wonder what happened to me."

As he took a step away, Stumpy called him back, "Say, I've been meanin' to tell you, Chase — do you remember that young bull Ty sold to Parker from Wyoming last year? The one he wanted for his kid's 4-H project."

"What about it?"

"He walked away with the grand championship at the Denver stock show."

"Where'd you hear that?" Chase frowned.

"From Ballard. He hit the southern show circuit this past winter, hirin' out to ride in cuttin' horse competitions and doin' some jackpot ropin' on the side. That's how he happened to be in Denver. He saw a good-lookin' bull with the Triple C tag and started askin' questions." Stumpy's grin widened. "It was grand champion, imagine that. And that bull was one of our culls — a good'n, but not the quality of the ones we kept." With a wave of his hand, he added, "You need to tell Ty about it. As proud as he is of the herd of registered stock we've put together, he'll get a kick out of it."

"I'll tell him," Chase promised.

The high drone of a jet engine whined through the air, invading the stillness of wind and grass. Automatically Chase lifted his head and scanned the tall sky. Stumpy did the same as Chase and caught the metallic flash of sunlight on a wing.

"Looks like Dyson's private jet." Stumpy almost spat the name. "Coal tonnage must be down, and he's comin' to crack some whips. You notice he's makin' his approach over pristine range and not the carnage of his strip mines."

"I noticed." But Chase carefully didn't comment further.

"That's one family I'm glad we've seen the back of."

Chase couldn't have agreed more, but he didn't say so. Ty's marriage to Dyson's daughter Tara had been relatively brief. Looking back, Chase knew he had never truly approved of that spoiled beauty becoming Ty's wife, although Maggie had. To him, there had always been a cunning quality to Tara's intelligence, a quickness to manipulate and scheme to get what she wanted. Thankfully Tara was part of the past, another subject to be put aside, but not forgotten.

Yet any thought of Tara and that troubled time always aroused a sore point. Chase had yet to obtain title to those ten thousand acres of government land within the Triple C boundaries. The memory of that hardened the set of his jaw, a visible expression of his deepening resolve.

Without another word to Stumpy, Chase walked back to the ranch pickup, climbed in, and took off in the direction of The Homestead.

A cluster of old buildings crowded close to the shoulder of the two-lane highway that raced past them. A roadside sign to the south of them, its face pockmarked with bullet holes, identified the unincorporated town of Blue Moon. Long gone was the grain elevator that had once punctuated the horizon. It had been bulldozed to the ground years ago — as had the dilapidated structures that once occupied the back streets. In their place were a few modern brick buildings, a scattering of new houses, and a trailer court to house the employees of Dy-Corp's nearby strip-mining operation.

These were the changes Chase always noticed when he drove into Blue Moon, like the fresh coat of paint on the exterior of Sally's place. The combination restaurant and bar had long been the sole watering hole for the surrounding area. In his youth, the site had been the home of a roadhouse complete with whiskey, women, and gambling. Prior to that, it had been a general store and saloon, established by the town's first settler, Fat Frank Fitzsimmons.


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Green Calder Grass by JANET DAILEY. Copyright © 2002 Janet Dailey. Excerpted by permission of KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP..
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

Meet the Author

Janet Dailey’s first book was published in 1976. Since then she has written more than 100 novels and become one of the top-selling female authors in the world, with 300 million copies of her books sold in nineteen languages in ninety-eight countries. She is known for her strong, decisive characters, her extraordinary ability to recreate a time and a place, and her unerring courage to confront important, controversial issues in her stories. You can learn more about Janet Dailey and her books at JanetDailey.com.

Customer Reviews

Average Review:

Post to your social network

     

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

See all customer reviews

Green Calder Grass 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 43 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Its filled with tragety and suspense but is such a realistic story. It feels real like you know the characters personally which is what keeps you drawn into the story. I loved it. I cried and laughed and continue to reread this saga over and over.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is a very good book to read. I can't wait for the next Calder book to be published. I hope there will be. It keeps you guessing on the Who done it? If you like the Calder Saga you'll love this book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Pattyp1031 More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book that describes how Laura Calder turns out. I like that she loves high fashion, but still likes the traditions set by the Calder family. She is still a down to earth person. I love the way the story went. You have to read this one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Guest More than 1 year ago
this was the first book I have read by Dailey, at first i really enjoyed it, but at the end when you found out who died, it was horrible. I have never cried so hard over any book, I am now cautious about reading any more of her books.
Guest More than 1 year ago
this was seriously the worst i couldnt believe the end..i agree that the fighting was just to much it wasnt even that forceful and then the whole tara aspect was completely crazy and i still dont get what her angle was...not very good at all to much is just hanging
Guest More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed 'Calder Born, Calder Bred' with Ty's romance with Jessy and then followed up with 'Calder Pride' to read about Cat's story. Each was romantic and I couldn't put them down. BUT I started this one and all the arguing between Jessy and Ty was a little hard to take. I am also bad about glancing at the ending, just so I can be reassured of a happy one. I didn't get the impression of a happy ending with this story!! Also, how is it possible that one family can experience so much tragedy!! First Ty/Cat's mom, then Cat's fiance, and I won't even mention what appears to happen in this story!! I only read the first few chapters, but I just can't finish it!!!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have every one of this saga about the calder klann and they just keep getting better & better I was so excited when she came out with another one of the calder story. Very Outstanding but I was so heart broken when Ty died...Janet please keep going with this story it's outstanding...
Guest More than 1 year ago
I was happy to see another installment of the Calder series of the bookstore shelves. This makes a great beach read. Although I question Jessie's tolerance for Ty's ex-wife. Also ,reader's will find the ending a little hard to take. Even so, I will be watching for the next installment of the Calder adventures.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Ty let's Tara stay at the Homestead? Jessy allows it? The criminal is allowed to roam around the ranch at will? Funerals, fires, adultry. I won't continue with this series, much too depressing and I fear in the next book something will happen to the twins...
Guest More than 1 year ago
Jessy Niles Calder and her husband Ty live on the Calder ranch in Montana, where they raise cattle. Jessy, pregnant with twins, feels secure in her marriage, except when Ty¿s ex-wife Tara creates tension in their lives. Tara has now come to realize she lost a good thing when she divorced Ty Calder. When the Calder¿s hold an auction on their land, Tara finds many reasons to visit, scheming to gain the Calder¿s trust, as she helps with auction preparations. Through the grapevine, Tara learns a piece of land the Calder¿s lease on the ranch can be bought for the right price. As the new owner of some Calder land she attempts to drive a wedge between Jessie and Ty, with no regard to the children, or other¿s lives. As the plans for Tara¿s new home on the property come together, she tries to find ways to integrate herself back into the Calder family, but finds herself pushed farther and farther away. Can Tara split Jessie and Ty? The novel GREEN CALDER GRASS has many wonderful characters, and a plot that brings love and happiness into the reader¿s heart. As a strong loveable woman, Jessy will appeal to the reader¿s senses. My favorite line in the entire novel sums up her character beautifully, she told Ty even though she could ¿ride like a man and work like a man, that didn¿t mean you didn¿t like flowers and candy.¿ City girl, Tara is brought to life, when she throws her classiness around, trying to make herself appear superior, which gives the reader a comparison of city and country life that makes the story a treat to read. Ty, trying to please his wife and keep harmony with his ex-wife comes across as a strong man, full of integrity, determination, and honesty. The Calder legend lives on through him, he is a fair man, who treats all with respect, and doesn¿t let wrongdoing get past him. Ms. Dailey has created a delightful story full of love and heartache that is sure to delight any romance reader. The love and honesty shine through the scenes in GREEN CALDER GRASS, without the sexual content that makes some readers feel uncomfortable. This is a must read this summer, a novel to share with your family, and friends. The second novel in the series, SHIFTING CALDER WIND is out in hardback, and I look forward to reading more about the trials and tribulations of the Calder family. ¿July 2003., 410pp., $7.99., ISBN: 0-8217-7222-8.¿ Angie Dobson
Guest More than 1 year ago
I'm very unhappy about who died in this chapter of the Calder saga. For God's sake, why doesn't somebody shoot Tara!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I first read the Calder books several years ago and have them in pristine shape in hardback. So...I was so excited to learn that she was continuing the storyline. I was somewhat disappointed with Ty's tolerence of Tara. I thought Calder men stood strong??? And poor Jessy is a saint in my eyes now! But in any case, I loved reading the book, although the ending was quite unexpected and tragic. However, I am looking forward to receiving my copy of Shifting Calder Wind....and hopefully, the books that follow in this series.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Janet Dailey surprised me with her ending. It is unlike any other she has ever written. For those fans of Dailey's, I hope you won't be disappointed, although the reality in the story is very striking.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I am a BIG Janet Dailey fan!!! I loved that Janet went back to the Calder series. THANK YOU JANET!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I was so happy to see another Calder story. The ups and downs of this family has fascinated since I read the first book. I read the book in one day. I still remember the characters from the first book. Janet Dailey stays true to the Calder roots. I was disappointed by some aspects of the story but for the most part I loved visiting Montana again with all the familiar faces.
Guest More than 1 year ago
If you're looking for a book where everything turns to roses in the end, Green Calder Grass isn't that book. This book is a combination of larger than life fiction and reality. Ms. Dailey obviously knows how to mix the two very well. Her characters have flaws, not just the 'bad guys'. The 'good guys' have their share also. Without any rough spots, or bad times their is no real passion. You can't decide what should happen next or the book wouldn't be worth reading. Their is a murder in this book, and it is one of the main characters, and is senseless, as all murders are. Their is hope for a brighter future in this story though, as their is for all of us who are determined to go on living after tragedy strikes our families, our friends and ourselves. '
Guest More than 1 year ago
As someone who developed a passion for reading after reading the first Calder story, I was very excited to learn that she had revisited the family and continued on with Ty and Jessy's story. But I was very disappointed by the ending. I hope that this will not be the end of the Calder Saga, as I would like the last of the series to have an ending equal to Cat's story.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I did enjoy reading the book but I was disappointed also in 'another Calder tragedy'. I have been an avid fan of Dailey's and have especially loved the Calder series. But I will be very cautious if another in the series comes out.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Having been a Janet Dailey fan since her first book, I was delighted to see that she re-visited her most famous family. I was disappointed however in her decision to follow the same storyline that has appeared in the other books of this series. The intrigue was in the writing and it did keep you guessing until the end, but I was disappointed in the outcome of one of the main characters. (I won't say who for those who have not read the book yet.) Why do all of these books have to end in a tragedy for the Calder family? Can't one of them have a happy ending? As eager as I was to begin reading this new book, I was very disappointed with the ending. Calder fans beware.
harstan More than 1 year ago
There is plenty of excitement among the residents of Montana¿s Calder Cattle Company ranch as Jessy Niles Calder is pregnant with twins. Her husband Ty is elated with the prospect of the next generation of Calders working the soil of the family¿s vast ranching empire. However, the bliss ends when Ty¿s first wife Tara returns home with the goal of remarrying her former spouse, current wife and future children be damned.

Just by returning and then by purchasing land, Tara proves to be a snake in Eden leading to everyone in conflict with everybody else. Jesy wonders if Ty is cheating one her. As she begins to doubt his fidelity, she ponders whether Ty plans to leave her to return to the glitter of Tara, but Jesy like the land will fight to keep what she believes is her soul mate. Then murder confuses the dysfunctional relationships even further as each person speculates if the culprit is a loved one?

Green Calder Grass is at its best when the triangle leaves one of the participants in serious doubt about the other two. When the tale spins into a romantic suspense, it derails as the plot loses the focus of Jesy¿s wide range of uncertainty about her spouse and her own ¿earthly¿ abilities especially with glamorous Tara as the competition. Still no one describes the vastness of Big Sky country or a tangled relationship tale better than Janet Dailey and her die hard fans will enjoy her latest novel even if it spins in an unnecessary suspense direction.

Harriet Klausner