Promise Me This (Wilder Family #3)

As a single woman—and up-until-last-week resident of New York—I had a well-honed instinct for when someone stared at me. All the little hairs stood up on the back of my neck, and if I’d been on the subway, I might have dug into my giant purse for a can of pepper spray.

But being back in Sisters, Oregon, the most likely culprit of anyone’s undivided attention would be something along the lines of, Oh, I wonder if that’s Estelle and Robert’s youngest, I heard she had a kid a few years ago and never heard from the father again when she found out she was pregnant.

If that was the reason behind the look, walking around with a sign taped to my back would be easier.

Yes, I am Estelle and Rob’s youngest, less-perfect daughter.