Some grumpy, do-gooding small-town hero who got pissed off anytime someone dared thank him for his help. This was classic Hazel Hart. This was pre-Jim Hazel Hart. Awesome. Now I just needed a heroine, a reason why the two of them couldn’t be together, and an entire story tying it all together. Oh, and one of those happily ever afters I no longer believed in. And to write it all in less than five days.
