When I was a boy, I met a girl. She didn't know it then, but... She changed me. Now.....I am a man. A man who is broken by the stories of the women who come to me. They are my birds with broken wings. I help them heal, help them to make them strong, so they can fly free. Lark changed me. Loved Me. Made Me Strong. With her, I am free. I write... To the girl of the past. To the girl of my present. And, the girl of my future. Dear Dish...

My name is Genevieve Clare, professional mourner, destined to spend my days donning a black suit and throwing myself on top of caskets for money. Sometimes I mixed it up and threw myself on top of a willing warm body instead. Finding the right warm body though, that was a different story.

For Victoria, it started with the perfect dress and the perfect man...well, she thought he was perfect. For Cameron, it started with a devoted wife and a bright future...until he discovered devotion was never high on his wife's list of marital duties. When trust is tested and faith in the power of true love is lost, there is only way one to restore it: Give that person everything you've got, nurture her, love her... And watch her bloom. In the first installment of The Beachy Bride series, we experience the love story of Victoria and Cameron. Both are no stranger to heartache, but both believe...