Captured by the Canadians

I don't come undone.

I manage. I plan. I keep moving.

I'm a Black woman.

That's what we do.

But when my car dies on a Canadian roadside on the way to a romance conference, panic hits before logic can catch up.

I'm the one people call when things fall apart. I don't know what to do when there's no one to hand the problem to.

Then Eli shows up.

Too good to be true.

Book-boyfriend good.

Quiet. Observant. Built like he fixes problems with his hands instead of words. Skin so rich and carefully tended i...