Maggie Moore is leaving small-town south Georgia behind to embrace adulthood on her own in big-city Atlanta.
Finding inspiration in the unique people she’s met covering obscure sporting events, Maggie decides it’s time to fill her life with adventure – just as soon as she figures out how to cut ties with good ol’ Murphy, and his pesky laws, once and for all.
Naturally, the universe has different plans.
Before she even sets out to cover her next big story, Maggie is bombarded with old wounds and new insecurities, forcing her to choose between the reality in front of her and the promise of a dream just out of reach.
Channeling the hard-fought lessons of her Dad, Maggie struggles against the seemingly insurmountable force that is her troublesome partner, learning the hard way that things are never as easy as you think they’ll be.
“I need to say something, and I need you to not talk while I’m saying it. If you talk, we’ll fight, then I’ll get wrapped up in trying to win the argument and forget to tell you the important thing I need to say.”
He leaned against the counter, looking down at his feet.
“Okay. I won’t interrupt.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you. If I could take it back, I would, but I can’t, Maggie. When you said the thing about learning your lesson, I knew I’d done that to you. I made you doubt who you are. For what it’s worth, it worked. I am trying, you know, to live again. I know I’m not easy to deal with. I’m pigheaded and difficult and I berate you. I’ve been on my own for so long, I don’t really know how to account for other people’s feelings.” He looked up at my face and my heart split. His eyes were broken as he took me in. “I’m trying. Not for myself alone, but for you, too. You deserve better than a feral animal constantly biting at your heels. You deserve everything good in this world.” He reached for the bag he’d carried in, pulling out two cartons.
“And on that note, I brought you ice cream.” He held out a carton to me as I sat speechless, unsure of what to do with the abundance of feelings he’d just expressed.
About the Author
Michelle Graves is a self-proclaimed nomad, moving every two to three years with her husband the Army man, her beautiful daughter, and a fat tailless cat named Torri. When she is not writing away trying to purge her mind of yapping characters she can be found entertaining her daughter, attempting to craft (whilst trying not to injure herself with the glue gun), baking yummy treats, or reading. She admits to having a restless spirit and forces her family to go out on adventures whenever possible. They lovingly play along.