The poor thing was cold and trembling, abandoned on their front doorstep. Dash, impulsive as always, decides on the spot that they should keep it. But her husband, Andrew, thinks itβs the craziest thing heβs ever heard. A fight over a scruffy little dog doesnβt seem like much of a reason to walk out on your husband of twenty yearsβbut the spat over the puppy is just the last of many straws.
Dash is so tired of the faculty parties at Mason-Dixon College that Andrew insists they attend even though he wonβt mingle with his colleagues, tired of his constant fretting over illnesses he doesnβt have, tired of the glass of warm milk he must have every night before bed. Why canβt he see that with her mother gone and their daughter off at college, Dash needs something more?
Now, living on her own for the first time in years, Dash can do whatever she wants . . . if only she could figure out what that is. But every time she starts making plans for the future, she finds herself thinking about the pastβremembering the mother sheβs lost, her daughterβs childhood, and the husband she isnβt entirely sure she wants to leave behind. . . .
By turns poignant and hilariousβoften on the same pageβMad Dash is a novel about the funny ways love has of catching up to us despite our most irrational efforts to leave it behind.
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