
At fifty, Iris Stantonβs divorced, out of a job, and her post-marriage condo is for sale and she canβt afford to buy it. So, when her crazy best friend, Yvonne, offers her the use of a beach cottage for the summer, Iris combines the opportunity with a plan to resolve her pending homelessness. At the shore Iris meets two men--flirtatious contractor, Sam Hanratty, whose attention makes her heart mambo, and his hulky foreman, Eddie Morgan, who gives her heartburn. Itβs a summer of challenges that reveal her heartβs desire and the discovery of whom and what hold the key.
Excerpt The only time in my life that ever turned out like it does in the movies, of course, was now. Eddie put the key into the lock, gave it a good hard twist and it opened easy as pie. Sadly I didnβt have a pie on me, because the look he gave me deserved a pie to be tossed right smack in his face. As he handed the key back to me, he gave the keychain a look. βThank you,β I said, reaching for the key, which he did not immediately relinquish. βYouβre welcome,β he said, then read the inscription aloud, βthe voice of the sea speaks to the soul.β Then he gracefully placed the keychain into my waiting palm. I did not comment. βA special meaning of some kind?β he asked. Oh, brother. I am not getting into a lengthy discussion with him. βItβs just a message from a friend.β βOh, a message from the friend that gave you the key?β βYes,β I said as he stepped away from the doorway. βWell,β Eddie said with a devilish smile as he stepped off the front porch. βTell your friend to spray that lock with a little WD-40 so it doesnβt stick when you want to open it.β Oh, I intended to talk to my friend all right. I could not wait to tell Yvonne that her birthday cottage came with its very own gorilla.
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