Juniper Bean Resorts to Murder (Happily Ever Homicide, #1)

by Gracie Ruth Mitchell

As far as I’m concerned, if I’m inside the lines, anything goes.

I don’t know how it’s possible to miss someone and resent them, to love them and hate them all at the same time. To be glad they’re gone and simultaneously wish they were still here.

“She always says you’ll never come across anything in life that’s too difficult for you. Never more than you can handle.”

I don’t need to leave a huge legacy; I don’t need to change the world. But I’m going to make my little corner of life a really excellent corner.

I don’t believe in fate. But I do believe in Juniper. I believe in that woman’s ability to make waves wherever she goes, to force people to grow around her, their own lives changing as they make room for her.

She is the stone in the stream that the water must rush around. And those people, whether they want to be or not, are history-makers. Any time your presence causes people to change, you’re making history. Sometimes small history, sometimes grand—always worth paying attention to.

He just has one of those faces you want to punch.”

Except my path has already been blocked—by Rocco freaking Astor. My psycho murderous coworker, in my living room, holding—holding—is that a knife? “Holy crap,” I say without thinking as my eyes narrow in on that blade. “Are you gonna stab me? Seriously?”