So, to sum up: ten episodes. That’s it. Not eleven, not nine, but a perfect, predictable ten. It’s the exact same number of fingers Mel uses to count her problems, and the same number of times you’ll roll your eyes at Preacher’s love life. And honestly, isn’t that comforting? In a world full of chaos, you can always count on Virgin River to deliver exactly enough drama to keep you hooked, but not so much that you need a vacation.
Now, go stock up on snacks, clear your schedule, and prepare to be emotionally wrecked by a town that has more secrets than a magician’s convention. Season 7 is coming, and those ten episodes are about to become your new obsession. Just remember to breathe, and for the love of all that is holy, don’t fall in love with your bartender. It never ends well.
