Portland, Oregon's own best-selling romance author, Olivia Novak, should have been entering life's third act with a sparkling clean storybook Tudor, her first serious novel under her belt, and a real-life romance with her husband of thirty-two years. Instead, her husband was killed in a hit-and-run, a case the police have shelved, and she's too worn out from her own obsessive three-year hunt for the culprit to write. Now, her mother has died. As the executrix of the estate, which doesn't amount to much, Olivia prefers managing the paperwork to keeping a lid on the combustible brew that is her...
Portland, Oregon's own best-selling romance author, Olivia Novak, should have been entering life's third act with a sparkling clean storybook Tudor, h...