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The last thing fifteen-year-old Flora Fontain wants to do is spend her summer vacation stuck in a tent with her overprotective parents and angst-ridden brother, especially when she should be in Europe with her best friend Jessie-sipping espresso, posing for cutesy tourist pics, and hunting for hot Italian (or French, or maybe even English) stud-muffins. But since her parents trust her about as much as they trust a cat burglar at the moment, Flora has no choice but to suffer through the boyfriend-less summer of her discontent from the back of a rented SUV, until... Fate tosses a sexy,...

The sequel to Any Red-Blooded Girl, Film at Eleven is the second installment of The Flora Fontain Files. Life sucks and then you die, at least as far as sixteen-year-old Flora Fontain is concerned anyway. Because at the moment, just about everything in her averagely pathetic universe has taken a gigantic leap into the Pit of Doom: She's been separated from the love of her life, gotten assigned the junior year schedule from hell, gained like fifteen pounds in Twinkies alone and, oh, the hot new foreign exchange student has a thing for her, which wouldn't be such a problem if Flora's best...

Emmaline Waters has (almost) everything she never knew she wanted: 1. a supercool (if low paying) food-critic gig for the Boston Sunday Times, a job that could-fingers crossed -launch her career into the stratosphere and beyond 2. an adorable (if moody) seven-year-old daughter, with whom she's finally hit cruising altitude after a bumpy parenting takeoff 3. a sexy, doting (if slightly work-obsessed) boyfriend, who just so happens to be the father of her once-upon-a-time secret love child To complete the package, Emmaline only needs a ring on her finger. But a skeleton in her boyfriend's...

Recent college grad Emmaline Waters's "real life" is shaping up to be a bit too real. Instead of a plum journalism job (or whatever bottom-rung drudgery in the news business she can drum up to get her too-tight dress through the door), she's slinging cocktails to tipsy construction workers at Boston's finest dive bar. Instead of a sexy husband-in-training who worships the ground her wobbly heels clack upon, she's muddling through a new relationship with a self-absorbed boyfriend who screens her calls and disappears at a moment's notice for impromptu "business meetings." Instead of a...