Allison is a young divorcee living in a squalid apartment in Seattle, working too many hours as an assistant manager of an ice cream parlour, coaxing a few more miles out of a dying Nova, and doing whatever it takes to get a better life for her 10 year-old son, Ethan.
Dexter is a prominent cancer researcher who divides his time between his enormous penthouse in the city and his family’s hundred year-old orchard estate on the ritziest island in the Sound. They’ve got nothing in common except Bunny Barnes Winchester, society’s most hilarious grande dame and Alison’s oldest best friend.
Well, there is one other thing they have in common: an anonymous tryst about 10 years ago. A tryst so wonderful, so mysterious, that neither has been able to forget it, even after the passing of over a decade. And when Allison gets one good look at a picture of Dexter Needham at age ten, and holds it up next to a school portrait of Ethan, suddenly Ethan’s special talents in science class don’t seem so random after all… and Allison’s life and everything she has ever believed is about to get turned upside down in the most wonderful of ways…
“If you’re in the mood to laugh out loud, no one writes humor like Suzanne Macpherson.”
-- Rachel Gibson
Welcome to my wacky books! Life is nothing if not humorous, and I find my inspiration for stories in the oddest places. But I do have a serious side, and there are parts of She Woke Up Married which reflect that.
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If my books feel like 1939 black-and-white romantic comedies, then I've done my job. I'm sure you'll find the flavor of many a vintage film in my books. Now if we could make them into musicals, that would be heaven! (Swell up overture here) I love to hear from my readers, so please feel free to write me at P.O. Box 4551, Rolling Bay, WA 98061 or visit www.suzmac.com and contact me via e-mail. Peace, Suzanne Macpherson