*`Review: Can't Shoot Whiskey by Zoe Forward`*

Title: Can't Shoot Whiskey
Author: Zoe Forward

REVIEW:
4 stars
The blurb of this one sold me on reading it. I can't pass up a book with veterinarians. I will admit it took me a bit to get into this one. Josh and Erika have so much history and were high school sweethearts that ended on such a bad note. Now tragedy has brought Erika home. It's going to change her life forever. Old hurts resurface, but under all that a slight glimmer of hope through the grief. My heart went out to Vinny. That little boy is mourning and his life uncertain, but Erika won't let her little brother face it alone. You get to see the small town community at it's finest in this one. Also reminds Erika what community means and how she has missed it. Her ex is a piece of work that's for sure, not Josh the one she left behind in Philly. This book has so much heart in it. One point this book had me in the edge of my seat and holding on for dear life to see what was coming next. The end of this one was a perfect way to end for this couple. The rough journey for them to get where they are was so worth the beauty to finally reach. 

BLURB:
Josh Hurst was supposed to be my forever. Instead, he became the villain in my origin story.
I gave him my heart. He broke it without flinching. So, I did what any self-respecting, heart-shattered girl would do—I declared war.
Our revenge game? Legendary.
Until I left for college and swore I’d never look back.

But life doesn’t care about vows made in the dark.
When my father dies unexpectedly, I’m dragged back to the hometown I outgrew, handed guardianship of my grieving kid brother, and forced to take over my father’s struggling veterinary clinic.
And waiting for me—like karma with a smirk—is Josh.
Not as a memory.
Not as a ghost.
But as my new business partner.

Avoiding him? Impossible.
Forgetting what we were? Laughable.
He still looks at me like I’m his. Like we’re a story paused instead of over. Like one spark is all it would take.
And God help me, the spark is still there.
But we don’t do soft. We don’t do safe.
We do oil and fire. War and wreckage.
Whatever we once were—
Whatever we still could be—
We’re enemies.
And this time, nobody’s walking away unburned.

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