Living with three brothers has taught me what

I don t want in a husband. "Guys"

who can only converse about farming,

welding and hockey won t cut it. And those

who prefer a rodeo to a symphony or dusty

jeans ro a nice suit are not for me.

Unfortunately, my hometown is full of

guys just like my brothers. So I ve been

planning to move to the city for a fresh start.

But now I m having second thoughts.

There s a new man in town...a churchgoer

who s cultured, wears suits and, most

important, is nothing like my brothers.