Ainsley O’Leary, sometimes mistakenly called
Annie, Amy, Abby, Allie, met Eric when she was nineteen and they were both in
college. For the past eleven years (and
counting!) they’ve been building a life together, and now, finally, Ainsley
finds her heart’s desire─ the ring of her dreams─hidden in Eric’s sock drawer. So, yes, the question constantly on her mind
is: On which day will Eric pop the Big Question? Perhaps this isn’t the question she should be
asking?
Kate O’Leary is single and a successful
photographer. For years, dating (i.e., trying to find her perfect match) has
been her second career. After just
celebrating her thirty-ninth birthday, Kate decides to have just one career─photography.
And then she meets─ and marries!─ Nathan. Kate is blissfully married to Nathan ….for
exactly one hundred and two days. Oh, what
a difference a day─just one day─can make!
Nathan Coburn is the beloved son and
brother in the wealthy Coburn family and a very successful architect in his own
right. He couldn’t have constructed a
better scenario for himself than meeting and marrying Kate. And then the unforeseen happens. No one saw this day coming.
Eric “Cancer Chronicles” Fisher has
just beaten testicular cancer─apparently the best kind of cancer to get for its
survival rates. Blogging about his
journey─in way too much detail and
with great liberties taken regarding the facts─is giving Eric notoriety. To
what lengths will Eric go to extend his day in the sun? Could he do the
unthinkable? Could he publicly break up with the woman who has stood by him for
eleven years, the woman who nursed him through cancer? And could he blog about
it?
Jonathan Kent is the publisher of the
Hudson Lifestyle magazine and Ainsley’s boss.
At the office, his nicknames are, to his face, Mr. Kent (indicative of
his formal demeanor) and, behind his back, Clark (as in ever-in-control Clark
Kent). But spend a few days with him outside
the office, and you might just be calling him Mr. Darcy!
Daniel Breton is the name he gives when
introducing himself. Anyone else
introducing him calls him Danny the Hot Firefighter. One day─or perhaps more accurately, one
night─is about to change his life.
Author Kristan Higgins intriguingly
illustrates that a day can make a
difference in each of the lives of her captivating cast in on second thought. Days are tricky that way. One day can be ordinary, another is
extraordinary. One day life is normal,
mundane even. And the next day the
extraordinary hits. The good
extraordinary: amazing, stunning, incredible.
And then there’s the unbelievable, unusual, memorable extraordinary
days─days you wish you could forget but instead your life will forever be
changed by that one extraordinary day.
Each of Higgins’ characters in on second thought is ordinary and
extraordinary, in other words, human. They all have events that have shaped
their lives, shaped the person each has become, guiding them forward in life’s
journey. And the author wonderfully
unfolds the stories of these unforgettable characters. I found on
second thought to be enthralling, starting from page one, and the pages
that followed did not disappoint.
Turn your day into an extraordinary day with a
copy of Higgins’ latest hit. Don’t give
it a second thought; do it today!
New York Times and USA TODAY
bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA®
Award, Kristan lives with her family in a small Connecticut town that boasts a
wonderful library, a great agricultural fair, a really good ice-cream stand and
not much else. She is the mother of two lovely kids and the wife of a brave
firefighter who is also (perhaps more important) a fantastic cook.
Nestled
in the Chesapeake Bay, Brodie Island is charming, remote, and slow to
change. For three hundred years, Abby Brodie’s farming family has prospered
there. Now, years after leaving to make her way on her own terms, Abby is
coming home to see her ailing grandmother, with her teenage daughter and a
wealth of memories in tow. Yet as family members gather at the old farmhouse,
Abby realizes this visit offers more than a chance to say goodbye. After decades of feeling she was a
disappointment as a daughter, Abby is beginning to see that her mother, too,
has struggled to feel a sense of belonging within the Brodie family. Celeste,
Abby’s self-centered sister, is far from the successful actress she pretends to
be, and needs help that only Abby and their half-brother, Joseph, can give. But
most surprising of all is the secret that Grandmother Brodie has been
carrying—one that will make each woman question her identity and the sacrifices
she’s willing to make to gain acceptance. With her trademark emotional honesty and
insight, Colleen Faulkner lays bare the challenges at the heart of a
family—learning how to forgive, connect, and let ourselves be truly known at
last.
Colleen
Faulkner lives in Delaware, where her family settled more than three
hundred years ago. She comes from a long line of storytellers and spends her
days, when she’s not writing, running the family farm, reading, and traveling
the world. She’s still married to her high school sweetheart and has four
children and six grandchildren.
Everywhere Katie Brenner looks,
someone else is living the life she longs for, particularly her boss, Demeter
Farlowe. Demeter is brilliant and creative, lives with her perfect family in a
posh townhouse, and wears the coolest clothes. Katie’s life, meanwhile, is a
daily struggle—from her dismal rental to her oddball flatmates to the tense
office politics she’s trying to negotiate. No wonder Katie takes refuge in
not-quite-true Instagram posts, especially as she's desperate to make her dad
proud.
Then, just as she’s finding her feet—not to
mention a possible new romance—the worst happens. Demeter fires Katie.
Shattered but determined to stay positive, Katie retreats to her family’s farm
in Somerset to help them set up a vacation business. London has never seemed so
far away—until Demeter unexpectedly turns up as a guest. Secrets are spilled
and relationships rejiggered, and as the stakes for Katie’s future get higher,
she must question her own assumptions about what makes for a truly meaningful
life.
Sophie Kinsella is celebrated for her vibrant,
relatable characters and her great storytelling gifts. Now she returns with all
of the wit, warmth, and wisdom that are the hallmarks of her bestsellers to
spin this fresh, modern story about presenting the perfect life when the
reality is far from the truth.
Sophie Kinsella has sold over 36
million copies of her books in more than 60 countries, and she has been
translated into over 40 languages.
Sophie
wrote her first novel under her real name, Madeleine Wickham, at the tender age
of 24, whilst she was working as a financial journalist. The Tennis Party was
immediately hailed as a success by critics and the public alike and became a
top ten bestseller. She went on to publish six more novels as Madeleine
Wickham: A Desirable Residence, Swimming Pool Sunday, The Gatecrasher, The
Wedding Girl, Cocktails for Three and Sleeping Arrangements.
Sophie was born in London. She studied music at New College,
Oxford, but after a year switched to Politics, Philosophy and Economics. She
now lives in London, UK, with her husband and family.
With
no family, Anne Morgan tends to cling to the people in her life. But when her boyfriend, and boss, cheats on
her she’s left picking up the pieces and in need of a job. Thankfully the daily affirmation emails that
she gets from Emma Helmsley are still one positive that she gets to look
forward to.
Emma
Helmsley is the English version of Martha Stewart. Through her books and social media, she offers
her readers advice on how to live a less stressful life while living in a stressful
world. Married with two children, they
appear to be the poster family for the perfect life.
When Anne comes across a post online that
Emma is in search of a housekeeper it becomes her mission to get in with the family. And, when she does, her love and admiration
for the Helmsleys keep her from seeing the truth behind the perfect façade.
Suellen Dainty is the author of the novel After Everything. An Australian, she is a
former writer for the Sydney Morning Herald and The
Australian and worked for the ABC before moving to London more than 25
years ago to work for Sky News, where she was a producer and director of the
original series of The Book Show. She has studied Creative Writing
at the University of Oxford and Bath Spa University. She lives in London. Find
out more at SuellenDainty.com.
Anna
Forster is only thirty-eight years old, but her mind is slowly slipping away
from her. Armed only with her keen wit and sharp-eyed determination, she knows
that her family is doing what they believe to be best when they take her to
Rosalind House, an assisted living facility. But Anna has a secret: she does
not plan on staying. She also knows there's just one another resident who is
her age, Luke. What she does not expect is the love that blossoms between her
and Luke even as she resists her new life. As her disease steals more and more
of her memory, Anna fights to hold on to what she knows, including her
relationship with Luke.
Eve Bennett, suddenly thrust into
the role of single mother to her bright and vivacious seven-year-old daugher,
finds herself putting her culinary training to use at Rosalind house. When she
meets Anna and Luke, she is moved by the bond the pair has forged. But when a
tragic incident leads Anna's and Luke's families to separate them, Eve finds
herself questioning what she is willing to risk to help them. Eve has her own
secrets, and her own desperate circumstances that raise the stakes even higher.
With huge heart, humor, and a compassionate
understanding of human nature, Sally Hepworth delivers a page-turning novel
about the power of love to grow and endure even when faced with the most
devastating of obstacles. You won’t forgetThe
Things We Keep.
Sally Hepworth is a former event planner and human resources
professional. A graduate of Monash University in Melbourne, Australia, Sally started
writing novels after the birth of her first child. She is the author of Love
Like The French, published by Random House Germany in
February 2014. Sally has lived around the world, spending extended periods in
Singapore, the U.K., and Canada, and she now writes full-time from her home in
Melbourne, where she lives with her husband and two young children.
Pretty
Little World is the
story of three families that geography brought together. Moving onto one of Philadelphia’s best row
house streets, these three families─all strangers when each family purchased
their tiny row house─quickly formed a unique bond that is so strong, it’s like
family─the best kind of family.
Midwesterners Mark, Celia, and their
three children, Ted, Lu, and Ollie, live on the left side of the triplex row
house. Chris, Stephanie, and their son,
Harvest, bought the center home. East Coasters Leo, Hope, and their daughter,
Shoshanna, complete the triplex on the right side.
Until the day comes that Mark and Celia
announce that they are selling their house.
“Our house was tiny and crowded before we had Ollie,” they explain, “but
now we really need more room, a larger space.”
“NO! You can’t move!”
“That will break up our family!”
“We can figure this out!”
So the idea begins to form: take down
the inside walls that separate the three houses and make it one big house! The first floor would be shared space; the
upstairs bedrooms would remain as they are, separate and still private. The three families who are as close as family
would live together as one family, one big family in one big house.
Like a modern day Kibbutz? Interesting thought. But wouldn’t that change
the family dynamics? Won’t familiarity
breed contempt? Or at least seriously threaten the present harmony? And that’s only addressing the friendships
between the three families. What impact
might this communal living have on each individual family? On each marriage?
Pretty
Little World is
co-authored by Elizabeth LaBan and Melissa DePino. Is there a clear division of labor between
the two authors? Is it obvious that each
author wrote certain chapters? Are there
two distinct plotlines that intertwine and converge? Not even a little! Pretty
Little World is a well written, consistent, and entirely fluid novel.
But do authors LaBan and DePino make
this concept─ three families who jell like, well, jello─ work? Is their
Pretty Little World actually plausible?
I say yes! Perhaps, though,
more like tapioca─still jelled, but not quite so smooth, maybe a bit messier. Yes. Like a real family (or families, as the case may be).
I have a friend who is my sister in all
the ways that truly count: not by blood, but heart-to-heart. We click─have from day one─on a level that
not even blood can promise. I believe this concept would have worked for our
families. So yes, I can envision the scenario.
Do you have a heart-sister? Does your family have an always together family? Does
one of your kids have a bestie that she/he has had forever, and it seems like
you hardly ever see one without the other? If yes, you can picture it, the
bond. If not, imagine the possibility.
Then read Pretty Little World for a
peak in the window. You’ll love the view.
Elizabeth
LaBan is the author ofThe Tragedy Paper, which has been translated
into eleven languages;The Grandparents Handbook, which has been
translated into seven languages; andThe Restaurant Critic's Wife. She lives in
Philadelphia with her restaurant-critic husband and two children.
Melissa De Pino is the founding partner, principal, and
editorial director of Leapfrog Group, a branding and marketing firm for
nonprofits, and a former high school English teacher in Camden, New Jersey. She
grew up in the suburbs of Philadelphia and earned degrees at both Villanova and
Temple universities. She lives in Center City, Philadelphia, with her two sons.Pretty
Little Worldis her first
novel.
From bestselling author A.J.
Banner comes a dazzling new novel of psychological suspense in the vein of S.J.
Watson’sBefore
I Go to Sleep and Mary Kubica’sThe Good Girl that questions just how much we can trust the
people around us.
Thirty-four-year-old marine biologist Kyra
Winthrop remembers nothing about the diving accident that left her with a
complex form of memory loss. With only brief flashes of the last few years of
her life, her world has narrowed to a few close friendships on the island where
she lives with her devoted husband, Jacob.
But all is not what it seems. Kyra begins to have
visions—or are they memories?—of a rocky marriage, broken promises, and cryptic
relationships with the island residents, whom she believes to be her friends.
As Kyra races to uncover her past, the truth
becomes a terrifying nightmare. A twisty, immersive thriller,The Twilight Wife will keep readers enthralled through the final,
shocking twist.
As a
child, A. J. Banner loved reading everything from Nancy Drew to Tolkien to her
parents’ spy novels, “borrowed” from their bookshelves and hidden beneath her
pillow. She wrote her first thriller, Mystery at Crane Corner, at the age of
11. She drew her own cover art and bound the pages with staples.
Born in India and raised in North America, A. J. graduated
from high school in southern California and received degrees from the
University of California, Berkeley. She tried various professions after
college, including a stint in law school and a memorable job at a veterinary
clinic, since she loves animals, but eventually she returned to writing.
A
longtime fan of Agatha Christie, Daphne du Maurier, and Alfred Hitchcock
Presents, A. J. feels at home writing stories with unexpected twists and turns.
She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and five rescued cats.
The
author of the wildly popularThe Kind Worth
Killingreturns with
an electrifying and downright Hitchcockian psychological thriller—as
tantalizing as the cinema classicsRear WindowandWait Until Dark—involving
a young woman caught in a vise of voyeurism, betrayal, manipulation, and
murder.
The danger isn’t all in
your head . . .
Growing up, Kate Priddy was always
a bit neurotic, experiencing momentary bouts of anxiety that exploded into full
blown panic attacks after an ex-boyfriend kidnapped her and nearly ended her
life. When Corbin Dell, a distant cousin in Boston, suggests the two
temporarily swap apartments, Kate, an art student in London, agrees, hoping
that time away in a new place will help her overcome the recent wreckage of her
life.
But soon after her arrival at
Corbin’s grand apartment on Beacon Hill, Kate makes a shocking discovery: his
next-door neighbor, a young woman named Audrey Marshall, has been murdered.
When the police question her about Corbin, a shaken Kate has few answers, and
many questions of her own—curiosity that intensifies when she meets Alan
Cherney, a handsome, quiet tenant who lives across the courtyard, in the
apartment facing Audrey’s. Alan saw Corbin surreptitiously come and go from
Audrey’s place, yet he’s denied knowing her. Then, Kate runs into a tearful man
claiming to be the dead woman’s old boyfriend, who insists Corbin did the deed
the night that he left for London.
When she reaches out to her cousin,
he proclaims his innocence and calms her nerves . . . until she comes across
disturbing objects hidden in the apartment—and accidently learns that Corbin is
not where he says he is. Could Corbin be a killer? And what about Alan? Kate
finds herself drawn to this appealing man who seems so sincere, yet she isn’t
sure. Jetlagged and emotionally unstable, her imagination full of dark images
caused by the terror of her past, Kate can barely trust herself . . . So how
could she take the chance on a stranger she’s just met?
Yet the danger Kate imagines isn’t
nearly as twisted and deadly as what’s about to happen. When her every fear
becomes very real.
And much, much closer
than she thinks.
Told from multiple points of view,Her Every Fearis a scintillating, edgy novel rich with
Peter Swanson’s chilling insight into the darkest corners of the human psyche
and virtuosic skill for plotting that has propelled him to the highest ranks of
suspense, in the tradition of such greats as Gillian Flynn, Paula Hawkins,
Patricia Highsmith, and James M. Cain.
Peter
Swanson is the author of three novels: The Girl With a Clock For a
Heart, an LA Times Book Award finalist; The Kind Worth Killing,
winner of the New England Society Book Award, and finalist for the CWA Ian
Fleming Steel Dagger; and his most recent, Her Every Fear. His
books have been translated into 30 languages, and his stories, poetry, and
features have appeared in Asimov’s Science Fiction, The
Atlantic Monthly, Measure, The Guardian, The
Strand Magazine, and Yankee Magazine.
A graduate of Trinity College, the University of
Massachusetts at Amherst, and Emerson College, he lives in Somerville,
Massachusetts with his wife and cat.
When Joya Bennett wakes up after
her brother’s wedding, half-naked and lying next to her lifelong crush, she’s
mortified. OMG, did she try to jump his bones? Worse, did she succeed?
Intending to lay low and housesit for her brother until the embarrassment
fades, she sneaks away before he wakes up.
What she didn’t plan on is having
company.
Lincoln Fisher doesn’t do relationships,
but if he did, his friend’s little sister would be the one to tie him down.
Good thing Joya had one too many drinks during the reception or he’d have
crossed a line. Her brother would kill him if he found out all the
places Linc wanted to kiss the sexy, auburn-haired beauty.
And now they’re stuck in the same
house. For two weeks.
She’s off-limits. And he needs to
keep it that way, even if the heat building between them is hot enough to blow
off the roof…
Each book in the Wedding Favors series
is a stand-alone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Book #1 Bridesmaid Blues
Book #2 Random Acts of Marriage
Book #3 Properly Groomed
“Are you sure there isn’t somewhere else you
can stay?” She paused, then added, “For everybody’s sake.”
He pivoted to face her, a lazy
grin curling his mouth. “Is this about last night?”
“No.” It was totally about last night and whether she should be embarrassed or
relieved. “Why would you think this was about last night? Nothing
happened…right?”
“You don’t remember?”
Mortified, she shook her head.
He closed the distance between
them to a couple of inches and stroked his finger along her jaw. “Now that’s a
shame.”
All the saliva in her mouth dried
up and her breath hovered in her throat as his azure gaze caressed her face. He
smelled like an autumn harvest and minty toothpaste, with a dash of cinnamon
thrown into the mix. If lust had a smell, it would be Lincoln.
Before she could reply, he turned
toward the front door and walked inside, Chester trotting alongside him. Damn
it, he’d breached her barricade with no more than a steamy look.
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Blurb:
Jane
Dixon is a dating disaster. Flammable tablecloths and broken arms are just a
typical evening for her unlucky companions. No wonder Jane never gets past a
first date. But luckily her co-worker and new bff says he’s got loads of
friends who’d date her more than once. If only she could stop thinking about
how much fun he was to hang out with. And she’d never dropped a bucket of ice
on his junk. Win.
All attorney Eric Blackwell has to do to make junior partner is not screw
anything up for six weeks, which seems like a slam dunk until he finds himself
matchmaker to the office “One Date Wonder” aka the boss’s daughter. It’s hard
to stay focused when setting up the hottest girl he’s ever met with everyone
but himself. Maybe he could just set her up with all the wrong men, and keep
his hands off his new friend… Yeah. His promotion is toast.
Operation Smooth Sailing had officially entered week two.
All Eric Blackwell needed to do in order to make junior partner at Dixon,
Rosenbaum & Schoot was maintain the status quo for the next six weeks.
Basically, he just had to stay under the radar and get the Anderson Enterprises
acquisition to work out on paper without screwing anything up.
He straightened his tie and pushed the button for the fifteenth
floor. Six weeks. No problem. Well, except for that little bit of bad news
about some potential negative tax consequences for Anderson Enterprises that
the analysis department had missed. Yeah, that.
He straightened his tie again. Being team leader, it was his task
to brief Mr. Dixon on the details, and he’d been putting it off, hoping someone
in his department would find some case law precedent, or a loophole, or a
freaking magic spell to fix it.
The elevator doors slid open, and before he made ten steps into
the lobby, a booming voice stopped him in his tracks. “This message arrived
yesterday afternoon, Marcie. Why am I only now receiving it?”
The receptionist cleared her throat and slumped in her chair
behind the semicircular teak desk in the lobby. “I’m sorry, Mr. Dixon. So many
things came at once near the end of the day. I emailed your secretary and she
said to—”
Face red, Mr. Dixon waved the paper in front of Marcie’s nose. He
wasn’t a small man by any means, but when he was angry, he filled a room. “So,
now you’re going to blame someone else?”
“No sir, your secretary said to… I… I…”
“There are two things I can’t abide: people who shift blame, and
procrastinators.”
Yep, well, today probably wasn’t a good day to deliver late news
about the analysis department’s mistake. Eric froze near the west wall of the
lobby and did his best wood paneling imitation, hoping his dark suit jacket was
sufficient camo to keep Mr. Dixon from noticing him. This was the last thing he
needed first thing in the morning. He hadn’t even made it to his office yet.
“Dixon, Rosenbaum & Schoot prides itself on reliability,
punctuality, and accuracy.” Mr. Dixon emphasized his statement with a palm slap
on the desk, causing poor Marcie to almost launch out of her skin. “We expect
all our employees to uphold this standard.”
“Yes, sir.” Marcie stared down at her hands.
Mr. Dixon folded the message and placed it in his suit pocket.
“Well, then.”
Eric held his breath as the man strode with purpose toward the
hallway to his office.
“Mr. Blackwell.”
Shit, shit, shit. How did he do that? He’d never even turned around. No way could
he have seen him standing there. “Good morning, Mr. Dixon.”
“I believe you are late delivering the financials on the Anderson
deal. I’ll hold three o’clock open for you. Since I haven’t heard anything on
this, I expect good news.”
“Three o’clock.” Eric’s stomach sank. Yeah…sank. Perfect. Man the
lifeboats; Operation Smooth Sailing just hit an iceberg.
Once Mr. Dixon disappeared from view, Marcie covered her face with
her hands. Crying did it to Eric every time—yanked his heart out and stomped on
it. When he was younger, he’d do anything to stop his mother’s crying, and he’d
do anything now. Poor Marcie.
He took a deep breath and approached the desk. “Hey, Marcie. Sorry
about that. He’s really not all that bad.” Well, that was a bust. It came out
more like a question than a statement of fact.
To his relief, her eyes were completely dry when she lowered her
hands from her face. “Yes, he is. He’s…” But she didn’t finish her thought
before the phone rang. “Dixon, Rosenbaum, & Schoot, could you hold please?”
Without waiting for an answer, she pushed the hold button. “I just had a
million things come in at once this morning, too”—she gestured to a foot-tall
stack of mail on the corner of the desk—“and I can’t possibly handle all of it
and answer the phones. And Mr. Dixon scares me.”
Yeah, second that. His grip tightened on the briefcase containing the bad news report
on the acquisition. “Is there something I can do to help you?”
“No.” She adjusted her headset. “You’re sweet to ask, though.”
The elevator slid open, and a delivery guy stepped out with an
enormous bouquet of flowers. Making a line straight for Marcie, he set the vase
on the desktop and shoved a clipboard at her right as the phone rang again. She
put two more calls on hold as the guy stood there, clipboard out, clearly
unaffected by the harried receptionist.
“Can anyone sign for those?” Eric asked when the phone rang again.
The deliverer handed him the pen, he signed for the flowers, and the guy went
on his way while Marcie directed a call to the Worker’s Comp Department and
another to the Family Law Division.
She stood and checked the card on the flowers, and with a groan,
slumped down in her chair. “I have the worst luck ever. Of course they go to
the office farthest from my desk.”
He turned the arrangement to find out who it was for. “Jane Dixon”
was scrawled in blue ink on the undersized envelope held in place with a
plastic pitchfork-looking thing.
Jane Dixon. Eric played the image of her through his head. Small and blonde
with huge blue eyes—not anything like her father, the man currently waiting to
kill Eric’s partnership dreams. He and Jane had been in the same meetings on
occasion, but they’d never spoken to each other…just stared—well, he’d
stared; she probably hadn’t even noticed him.
Jane put in long, long hours, like he did. He knew this because
even though she worked in the Family Law Division and he in the Business
Mergers and Acquisitions Department, her office was down the hall from his. One
of the highlights of his day was when she walked by his open door. On most
nights, her office light was still on well after nine o’clock when he packed it
in to go home.
He stared at the card, dying to peek inside and see who was
sending her flowers. Maybe a boyfriend… A strange ping of jealousy flared and
he almost laughed. Jealous. He was the pitiful guy who left his door open to
score a look at her. She didn’t even know who he was. It wasn’t like he’d ever
dreamed of asking her out or anything—okay, well, maybe he had dreamed of it,
but it was a ridiculous fantasy. Not only was there a strict non-fraternization
policy at DR&S, she was the boss’s daughter, for fuck’s sake.
Jealous? Nope. Pathetic? Absolutely.
The switchboard lit up again, and the receptionist gave a frustrated
huff.
“Listen, Marcie. I’m going down that hallway anyway. Why don’t I
just drop these off for you?” He picked up the vase.
“Oh my gosh, Mr. Blackwell. You’re the nicest guy. Thank you so
much.”
Nice… Yeah, being Mr. Nice Guy had nothing to do with getting a
close-up look at Jane Dixon. Nothing at all. Again, pathetic. “Not a problem. I
hope your day gets better.”
“It just did.”
Yeah, so had his.
Author Info:
Marissa
Clarke is a multi-award-winning, RITA® nominated
author of romance for adults and teens. She lives in Texas, where everything is
bigger, especially the mosquitoes. When not writing, she wrangles her rowdy
pack of three teens, husband, and a Cairn terrier named Annabel, who rules the
house (and Marissa's heart) with an iron paw.
Marissa Clarke is a pseudonym. Her real name is Mary Lindsey and she also
writes young adult novels for Penguin USA.
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