kat ward

Amy Harrington's childhood of bobbing and weaving around Charlene has evolved into a pattern of verbal head-butting, finely tuned with age. Charlene, a Walmart valued shopper with her gin on the rocks, bimonthly dye jobs, and mani-pedis, has always been "Mother" not "Mom."

But what do you do when your Mother torches your dad's La-Z-Boy in the driveway?

After her father's death, her mother's antics, and Amy's discarded first love returns, can she navigate the chaos and find a place of her own?

This is a story about how we can still feel bonds even with those who have neglected us. It's about finding one's way, meeting in the middle or even taking the extra step, and finally connecting with those essential to one's life.

Yeah, a gin on the rocks sounds about right.