Be careful what you wish for — you might become the prime suspect.
I’m Tori Madison, and after years of tidying up after my ungrateful husband, I made a wish for a way out of my miserable marriage. I didn’t expect the police to hand me a murder investigation.
Now I’m juggling funeral bills for my late husband, a meddling mother who’s taken over my kitchen, and a best friend who thinks launching a housekeeping business will solve all my financial woes. Meanwhile, my bestie’s police officer brother is convinced I’m guilty.
Clearing my name will take elbow grease, quick thinking, and the strongest coffee my mother’s French Press can brew. I have just one question. Do they even allow feather dusters in jail?
Becky Muthis a coffee addict who married her real-life firefighter hero. They live in South Carolina with their adult sons and many pets. She loves interacting with readers on social media and by email.
When she isn’t writing, Becky enjoys hanging out at the beach with her family and binge-watching Gilmore Girls.