Karin Kluepfel

My Weatherman is not a conventional romance, and it’s not trying to be. Its relationship is deliberately lopsided, almost old-fashioned: one partner who expresses affection through control and protectiveness, and another who endures, adapts, and keeps the peace. The dynamic reminded me strongly of the so-called “normal marriages” of the past, where one person led and the other adjusted — not necessarily healthy, but familiar.

It’s an uncomfortable story, yet underneath the imbalance both characters slowly reveal their fears and vulnerabilities. Not for everyone, but quietly interesting.