LILY
I should have waited, but like so many decisions in my life, buying the fixer upper was a spur of the moment. Still grieving the death of my grandmother, I hadn’t been thinking straight, with this mostly down to guilt at not having visited her as often as I should.
The least I can do is to invest the money she’s left me, wisely, although when my foot goes through the floor in the hallway, it’s not looking good. I can’t say the same about Tyler Vance when he arrives, offering to help. The man is hotter than hot, and I didn’t even need to get my stud finder out.
TYLER
When my boss gave me an address scribbled on a piece of paper, I knew it was another of his charity cases. As the company name implied, Ethan was all about giving people lucky breaks. He’d sure as hell given me my own when he took pity on me.
When I knock on the door of the derelict house I’ve been sent to, the last thing I expect is for the door to actually open. The other thing I’ve not expected is to be knocked senseless by Lily Finnegan, the dark-haired beauty before me. There’s something about a woman who knows her way around tools.
Lucky Break is about those breaks that hit when we least expect them, but often when we need them most. Join Lily and Tyler as they enjoy their own stroke of luck. Please note this story contains themes relating to infertility. However, we have done our best to handle this with sensitivity and respect.
Published: 29 April 2023
Books Sold: 37
Pages Read: 9212, 266 pages long
Current Amazon Ranking: 54,107
Amazon: Ratings / reviews - 21 - 4.8 stars average
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LILY
Strange, but as I look up at the California Bungalow, the word ‘charming’ no longer fits. Not as it had in the glossy brochure I’d picked up at the realtor’s office.
Like a lot of decisions in my life, I’d made it on the spur of the moment. I’d only been after a short-term rental to allow me to escape the motel. I hadn’t intended to buy a place.
But something about the house had appealed to me, meaning I hadn’t given the purchase the attention it deserved. Heck, I’d given it no thought at all. Wracked with a crippling sense of guilt and grief, I hadn’t been thinking straight.
At the time I’d signed on the dotted line, my sole aim was to take the money I’d inherited from Dolores, my nan, and make good on it. I owed that to my maternal grandmother after she’d raised me from the age of seven, following the loss of my parents and younger sister in a car accident.
But for a nasty stomach bug, I’d have been with them on that day trip, rather than staying with Nanna Dot, to be cosseted and pampered. That was my first guilt.
The second was as good as abandoning my nanna when I went away to college and lost myself to a lifestyle of study and partying. Thanks to those distractions, it had been all too easy to forget the woman who’d raised me.
And now it’s too late to follow through on the promises I’d made after I’d started work. Promises to travel up to Coogan’s Break so I could spend quality time with her rather than relying on video calls.
Particularly shameful was Mitchell—my ex-husband—and me being in Mexico when she moved into the Rose Haven Retirement Home.
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Translated by Amanda Nuñez
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Author review: Amanda was wonderful to deal with, getting back to me quickly and happy to answer any questions. |
