There are two problems with owning a family business. The first is when there’s no family. The second is when there’s no business.
My parents left me everything. Except any clue how to run their Lake Michigan lodge. For me, the best season begins when my guests pack up their sunscreen and novelty t-shirts and head for home. But this year, instead of blissful solitude, I’m snowed in with my grumpy final guest and a blizzard of unpaid bills. My only consolation? A sexy sweet man I’ve never met. My parents created a well-oiled machine. But all machines and daughters fall apart sometime, don’t they? Now my future hangs on what I make of the broken pieces…$0.99 on Kindle.