title: Chill Out, Josey! (Josey, Book 2)
author:  Susan May Warren 
description: In her faith-based romantic sequel to Everythings Coming Up Josey, Warren picks up with Josey Anderson, ne Berglund, as a young newlywed. Josey longs to live an ordinary life in her hometown of Gull Lake, Minn., but her husband, Chase, loses his job and accepts a new one in Russia (unbelievably not telling her about the first or asking her about the second). Josey finds herself mostly alone and pregnant in Russia, listening to a friend lecture, "Did it ever occur to you, Josey, that God sent you here not because Chase needs you, but because you need God?" The secrets Josey and Chase keep from one another are appalling, and its a stretch to believe Josey keeps her pregnancy under wraps as long as she does. The numerous references to the "Proverbs 31 Woman," even in jest, will fatigue even the most devoted Christian reader. A side theme of adoption and orphanages in Russia is intriguing, and might have merited more page space, and a peanut butter cottage industry provides humorous moments. Readers who like liberal doses of faith in their fiction, newlywed wranglings, and lots of details about clothes (even bad clothes that dont fit) and food might enjoy Warrens latest.
zlib_text: Josette came around the desk and walked right up to him,
  unafraid.
  “I’m not prejudging anyone implicated in this case. That means you can’t,
  either,” she said deliberately. “I know what that—” she indicated his Ranger
  badge “—means to you. My job means just as much to me. If we’re going to
  work together, we have to start now. No acid comments about the past. We’re
  solving a murder, not rehashing an incident that was concluded two years
  ago. What’s over is over. Period.”
  His gray eyes narrowed so that they were hidden under his jutting brow and
  the cream-colored Stetson he slanted at an angle over them. Until he’d seen
  her again, he hadn’t realized how lonely his life had been for the past two
  years. He’d made a mess of things. In fact, he was still doing it. She held
  grudges, too. And he could hardly blame her.
  “All right,” Brannon said finally.
  “I’ll keep you posted about anything I find, if you’ll return the courtesy.”
  “Courtesy.” He turned the word over on his tongue. “There’s a new