Mary B. Moore

Monkey Wrench Mary B. Moore

Carter

Years ago, Naomi was the girl who'd saved my life without knowing it. All it took was a handful of innocent words from her to change the decision I was about to make.

Ending up in the same town hundreds of miles away from our hometown wasn't exactly a fluke. I knew what loss was. I'd felt the pain and knew how easy it was to suffocate under it, but what if I was the wrench that fit all the pieces of her life and held them in place, so she could put it back together again for her and her niece.

What if I was her monkey wrench, and what if she was mine?

Naomi

Raising my niece by myself wasn't easy but moving to Piersville from Fernandina Beach was the best decision I could have made for us.

I just didn't count on Carter Lane being here, too. He'd always been quiet, but around me, that changed. I just don't know what anything the guy does means, though. Carter's helpful, he's great with Shanti, makes me laugh, and it blew my mind when he gave me the Blow Pop I'd given him all those years ago in a frame.

Changing life paths isn't easy, but it's a damn sight simpler than trying to figure out a man's mind.

Especially his.