Author: | Kris Knorr | ISBN: | 1230000118267 |
Publisher: | Morning West Publishing | Publication: | March 13, 2013 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Kris Knorr |
ISBN: | 1230000118267 |
Publisher: | Morning West Publishing |
Publication: | March 13, 2013 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Kay McCabe would love to get rid of the Harvest Gold toilet in her front yard. It belongs to the two old Lutheran ladies who moved in with her after a tornado blew their house apart. They brought the toilet, along with a truckload of junk, a lifetime of opinions, and an introduction to a romantic, dark-eyed, Mediterranean man.
When Kay’s job falls off an economic cliff, she desperately tries to save her house from the bank. The old women help—with thinly-veiled advice about her new job at a bar and her mysterious romance. Perhaps she should listen to them, especially when Kay finds herself avoiding family and handcuffed by the police.
Fortunately, the feisty old church women are there to manipulate her, fight with her, and prop her up. And best of all, like true Lutheran ladies, they’ll even plant flowers in a Harvest Gold toilet while helping her through life’s knotholes.
Kay McCabe would love to get rid of the Harvest Gold toilet in her front yard. It belongs to the two old Lutheran ladies who moved in with her after a tornado blew their house apart. They brought the toilet, along with a truckload of junk, a lifetime of opinions, and an introduction to a romantic, dark-eyed, Mediterranean man.
When Kay’s job falls off an economic cliff, she desperately tries to save her house from the bank. The old women help—with thinly-veiled advice about her new job at a bar and her mysterious romance. Perhaps she should listen to them, especially when Kay finds herself avoiding family and handcuffed by the police.
Fortunately, the feisty old church women are there to manipulate her, fight with her, and prop her up. And best of all, like true Lutheran ladies, they’ll even plant flowers in a Harvest Gold toilet while helping her through life’s knotholes.