
For Better or for Worse by Dee Gibbens
The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.

The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.
WTFen Dud, more like.
Finally, I can forget about this terribly, terribly done series. The author really needs to get her act together.
Everything dumb about the Modern line, distilled into a single story! I’d be impressed if I weren’t too busy having dry heaves.
Yes, this is exactly the thing I need after my lovely brush with the flu bug.
Great, what will people think of me, giving out one-oogie reviews on Christmas?
This story is brought to you by the letters W, T, and H.
Well, this wraps up a pathetic excuse of a “new season”. At least the season has only four episodes, thank god.
This thing can hang itself because it’s terminally awful.