The Floozies of Fate: Doom Divas Book # 3

"One look, that one tiny little look, and I knew right then and there that Harry Evans was a heartache waiting to happen. If I'd had a lick of sense, the tiniest shred of sanity, I'd have jumped up from that blue plastic seat and high-tailed it home." If Marty Sheffield had high-tailed it home instead of getting mixed up with minor league baseball player, Harry Evans, she might not have had another go-round with those Floozies of Fate -- Destiny, Chance, and Lady Luck. But, she did, and now...