The Posse

Jude
I've always believed in second chances. But I never thought I'd need one.
And then my husband Daniel, my childhood sweetheart, father of my two almost-grown kids, died and left me alone with my memories, our family beach restaurant . . . and his life-long friends, the Posse.
I'm a little surprised–and suspicious–when a few of those friends begin to wine and dine me a year after Daniel's death. I know they promised to look after me, but this is above and beyond. What's really shaking me up...