The Trouble with Lacy Brown

The Trouble with Lacy Brown

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by Debra Clopton

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Love is in the air...and the hair -- or so wacky hairstylist Lacy Brown believes when she swoops into Mule Hollow. The town placed an ad for wives, and Lacy's salon is going to guarantee pretty ones!

The moment cattleman Clint Matlock meets the spitfire stylist, he can tell she won't last. Attractive women just don't stick around dusty cow towns; his mom


Love is in the air...and the hair -- or so wacky hairstylist Lacy Brown believes when she swoops into Mule Hollow. The town placed an ad for wives, and Lacy's salon is going to guarantee pretty ones!

The moment cattleman Clint Matlock meets the spitfire stylist, he can tell she won't last. Attractive women just don't stick around dusty cow towns; his mom certainly hadn't. But Clint never expects Tornado Lacy to set his emotions spinning. Perhaps the trouble with Lacy Brown is that her last name should be Matlock.

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The Trouble With Lacy Brown

By Debra Clopton

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ISBN: 037387328X

"Rise and shine, Sheri, we made it to Mule Hollow." Lacy Brown leaned over and slapped the pair of pointed, high-heeled boots propped on the dusty dashboard of her classic pink Caddy.

The rumpled heap that was her friend and partner opened one eye. "No, not now," she grumbled. "I just started dreaming about handsome cowboys fighting over me."

"Why dream?" Lacy practically sang with enthusiasm. "Open your eyes and look around."

With her hair resembling Rod Stewart's on a bad hair day, Sheri plopped her feet to the floorboard one at a time, pushed up to a sitting position and gaped at Mule Hollow. "You're joking. Right?"

"Isn't it wonderful?" Lacy said, flinging her arms open wide. From her perch on the car's door she felt on top of the world.

"Wonderful. Lace, are we looking at the same view? Look at this place."

"No, no, no, don't go all negative on me, Sheri. Look again. Really look." Overflowing with excitement, Lacy jumped to her feet on the Caddy's seat.

"Picture all these sad, colorless buildings painted a different shade of the rainbow. one of those weird ski villages in Colorado -- only brighter." She grasped Sheri by the shoulders and met her eye-to-eye.

"We prayed about opening our own business. And you know when I read that classified ad, God gave me a vision. I'm telling you, girlfriend, whoever placed that ad is watching the same movie I'm watching. If we open it, they'll come. I know it. I feel it in my heart."

"Girlfriend --" Sheri took a deep breath " -- this is no cornfield and you are not Kevin Costner."

Lacy dropped back onto the edge of the door. "Nope, I'm not Kevie-baby, but when single women read about all these lonesome, long-legged cowboys pinning away for true love -- they're coming. All kinds of man-hunters from all walks of life. Who knows, there may be hundreds."

Sheri rolled her eyes, but grinned.

That's all the encouragement Lacy needed to rattle on. "No joke. Some gals will come to marry, some to play. Either way, when the courtin' starts, where is the first place those gals are gonna head?"

Sheri bit her lip to hide her smile, and then gave in. "Straight to Heavenly Inspirations," she drawled, "Where love is in the air and the hair!"

"Yup, yup, yup, that's what I'm saying," Lacy chirped. "With me styling their hair and you sculpting their nails, not only are we going to be independent, self-supporting businesswomen, we are going to get the opportunity to tell each and every one of those ladies what the Lord has done for us." Lacy's eyes twinkled. "There absolutely couldn't be anything better than that!"

Sheri started chuckling and dramatically slapped a hand to her chest. "Okay, Moses, I give up. God told you to come here and far be it for me to get in His way. We both know you're the one with the direct line to His office, I'm just along for the ride." She paused rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms heavenward. "But, friend of mine --" she yawned " -- we have to take a time-out now and find coffee, I'm dying here."

Sheri was right, it had been a long five-hundredmile drive through the night. Lacy slid behind the steering wheel, then rammed the gearshift into drive, all in one swift motion. "Coffee it is. I have to say, you do look as though you could use a few cups." She had to dodge a pillow as it was slammed into her shoulder.

Swinging the pink Caddy to the right she aimed it toward a building she'd spied at the end of the street, where a couple of beat-up pickup trucks were parked in front. "The real estate agent said there was a diner of sorts on Main Street. Mmm-hmm, this is it," she mused, swerving into an angled parking space in front of the building. A worn sign proclaimed Sam's Pharmaceuticals And Diner. To the side some small print had been added. Eat At Your Own Peril 6 a.m.-8 p.m.

Lacy stomped hard on the brakes. While her buddy peeled herself off the dashboard, Lacy scrambled over the closed door Dukes of Hazzard-style to survey the dilapidated building up close. She paused when a striped cat hissed at her from its hiding place beneath the plank sidewalk. "What's up, little friend?" Lacy asked, bending down to get a better look at the frightened creature. Obviously not tamed, it backed farther away into the shadows as it continued to emit unearthly noises. "I hope you're not the welcoming committee," she chuckled softly.

From the car, Sheri moaned, "It should be a sin to be so perky. Watching you, no one would believe we drove all night to get here."

Lacy stood and turned toward her friend. "I'm too excited to be tired. Don't you feel it?" She closed her eyes again. The tugging at her heart was stronger now. She felt a whisper of hope. Opening her eyes, she looked straight at Sheri. "This is our future. Our destiny."

Sheri pulled on the door latch. "Only you could read a little ad about a podunk town needing would-be-wives and see your future. And hear God's call at the same time."

"Our future." Lacy stuck her hand on her hip. "You have a stake in this enterprise also."

"Oh, yeah, my life savings," Sheri retorted. "All three hundred and thirty-four cents' worth."


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Meet the Author

A sixth generation Texan, award winning author Debra Clopton and her husband, Chuck, live on a ranch in Texas. She loves to travel and spend time with her family and watch NASCAR whenever time allows. She is surrounded by cows, dogs and even renegade donkey herds that keep her writing authentic and often find their way into her stories. She loves helping people smile with her fun, fast paced stories. 


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The Trouble with Lacy Brown 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a great read. I have had some great laughs. I reccomennd this book to anyone who is looking for a good read and to have a little fun reading. Its a great book to start reading.
rhonda1111RL More than 1 year ago
This is the first Mule Hollow novel. I read the twentyth novel and than went and bought the first and second. I really enjoyed these books and look forward to the next one. Lacy arrives into the town of Mule Hollow in a pink convertable with her friend Sheri. She saw the advertisement of wifes wanted and felt this was where she was needed. So she came to open a salon and help the town to grow. The first day she got in a wreck with Clint the local rancher and got into a arguement right on main street. Lacy and Clint clashed and kept getting in each others way. Lacy wants to help others find their match but is not going to get married for along time. She paints her building bright pink and soon talks the town into painting bright colors and fixing the town up. Clint keeps getting his cattle stolen and can't stop thinking about Lacy and rescuing her from trouble. No sex scenes or swearing some scriptures and talking about helping others. Look forward to reading more about Mule Hollow.
MichelleSutton More than 1 year ago
Debra Clopton's The Trouble with Lacy Brown was an enjoyable read. For the most part it kept me interested. Occasionally the humor seemed a bit over-the-top, but otherwise it was zany and fun. I enjoyed getting to know the impulsive gal and found her heart endearing as much as it was aggravating at times. She was the perfect female version of impulsive Peter, the apostle. I recommend this story to anyone who wants a light read with just enough conflict to keep you interested until you finish the book.
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