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    The Stepsisters: excerpt tour

    Welcome to my stop on the excerpt tour for The Stepsisters by Susan Mallery. Her books are the perfect beach reads and last summer her book, The Friendship List, was one of my favorite poolside books.

    Today I’m super excited to be sharing an excerpt of The Stepsisters. I’m reading the book right now and it’s got me in the mood for summer already!

    Summary

    #1 New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery pens a love story of a different sort…a heartfelt tale of friendship between two women who used to be sisters.

    Once upon a time, when her dad married Sage’s mom, Daisy was thrilled to get a bright and shiny new sister. But Sage was beautiful and popular, everything Daisy was not, and she made sure Daisy knew it.

    Sage didn’t have Daisy’s smarts—she had to go back a grade to enroll in the fancy rich-kid school. So she used her popularity as a weapon, putting Daisy down to elevate herself. After the divorce, the stepsisters’ rivalry continued until the final, improbable straw: Daisy married Sage’s first love, and Sage fled California.

    Eighteen years, two kids and one troubled marriage later, Daisy never expects—or wants—to see Sage again. But when the little sister they have in common needs them both, they put aside their differences to care for Cassidy. As long-buried truths are revealed, no one is more surprised than they when friendship blossoms.

    Their fragile truce is threatened by one careless act that could have devastating consequences. They could turn their backs on each other again…or they could learn to forgive once and for all and finally become true sisters of the heart.

    Excerpt

    Adam returned carrying a plate stacked high with the crispy snacks. He smiled as he set it between them.

    “Why are you working in retail?”

    “Because I don’t have the training to be a jet pilot,” she said, reaching for a taquito. She thought about mentioning her tutoring, but that wasn’t impressive, either.

    “Seriously, why? You’re rich. You don’t need to work.”

    She licked her fingers as she stared at him. “I’m not rich. Where did you get that idea? I have a small settlement from my ex-husband and that’s it. I’m paying my mom rent and I enjoy eating, which means I need to be a working girl.” She frowned. “Not in a hooker sense.”

    “I just assumed you’d married money,” he said, then raised a hand. “Not in the hooker sense. Just in the beautiful women tend to gravitate toward wealthy men sense.”

    “It didn’t work out that way. My first husband was a race car driver, but then he crashed and if you can’t drive, you can’t earn money. My last husband made me think he was rich, but he was lying.”

    And hadn’t that been a bitter discovery, she thought, telling herself she’d moved on from the disappointment. She reached for another taquito.

    “You have a sweet ride for a working girl,” he said, grabbing a taquito and dipping it in the guacamole.

    She smiled at the mention of her BMW 3 Series. “She is pretty, isn’t she? She cost me a Hermes Birkin crocodile handbag, but she was worth it.”

    Adam frowned. “I don’t understand,” he admitted.

    “I sold a handbag and bought my new-to-me car with the proceeds.”

    “No handbag is worth a car.”

    “You say this as a women’s accessory expert?”

    His confusion morphed into complete bafflement. “But it’s just a purse. My mom has a purse. How can there be one worth thirty or forty thousand dollars?”

    “It’s a Birkin bag. A crocodile Birkin bag.”

    “But…”

    She patted his hand. “You’re going to have to trust me on this. When I leave, you can look them up online and later you can apologize.”

    He still looked shell-shocked, which was kind of sweet. She liked that the world of high fashion and ridiculous prices was foreign to him. No doubt he would assume that one of her husbands had given her the bag, which was fine with her. She saw no need to tell him how she’d earned it. She might enjoy his company, but she didn’t know him well enough to trust him with a secret like that.

    “You live a life I can’t imagine,” he admitted.

    “I did, but not anymore. Now I’m just a regular person.”

    “How does that feel?”

    No way she was going to get into that pit of failure. She gave him a bright smile. “I’m ready to be back in the States. I’m not excited about starting over, but this time I’m determined to make better decisions. And that’s enough about me. Tell me about yourself, Adam. You live here alone?”

    He smiled. “I wouldn’t have invited you over for drinks if I was involved with someone.” He picked up his drink. “Let me clarify that by saying I’m offering information, not assuming this is anything more

    than friendly. I’m smart enough to know my place in the universe and mine is not with the likes of you.”

    She waited for the jab that was sure to follow, but he didn’t seem to have anything else to say on the topic.

    Details

    Author: Susan Mallery

    Publisher: Mira

    Release Date: 5/25/21

    Pages: 416

    Genre: Contemporary Romance/Friendship Fiction

    Purchase Links

    MIRA | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

    Thanks to TLC Book Tours and MIRA for the gifted copy of this book!

     

     

     

  • ARC's,  Book Reviews

    The Friendship List blog tour & excerpt

    About:

    Author: Susan Mallery

    Hardcover: 384 pages

    Publisher: Harlequin; Original edition (August 4, 2020)

    Synopsis:

    [ ] Dance till dawn

    [ ] Go skydiving

    [ ] Wear a bikini in public

    [ ] Start living

    Two best friends jump-start their lives in a summer that will change them forever…

    Single mom Ellen Fox couldn’t be more content—until she overhears her son saying he can’t go to his dream college because she needs him too much. If she wants him to live his best life, she has to convince him she’s living hers.

    So Unity Leandre, her best friend since forever, creates a list of challenges to push Ellen out of her comfort zone. Unity will complete the list, too, but not because she needs to change. What’s wrong with a thirtysomething widow still sleeping in her late husband’s childhood bed?

    The Friendship List begins as a way to make others believe they’re just fine. But somewhere between “wear three-inch heels” and “have sex with a gorgeous guy,” Ellen and Unity discover that life is meant to be lived with joy and abandon, in a story filled with humor, heartache and regrettable tattoos.

    Excerpt: Chapter One

    “I should have married money,” Ellen Fox said glumly. “That would have solved all my problems.”
    Unity Leandre, her best friend, practically since birth, raised her eyebrows. “Because that was an option so many times and you kept saying no?”
    “It could have been. Maybe. If I’d ever, you know, met a rich guy I liked and wanted to marry.”
    “Wouldn’t having him want to marry you be an equally important part of the equation?”
    Ellen groaned. “This is not a good time for logic. This is a good time for sympathy. Or giving me a winning lottery ticket. We’ve been friends for years and you’ve never once given me a winning lottery ticket.”
    Unity picked up her coffee and smiled. “True, but I did give you my pony rides when we celebrated our eighth birthdays.”
    A point she would have to concede, Ellen thought. With their birthdays so close together, they’d often had shared parties. The summer they’d turned eight, Unity’s mom had arranged for pony rides at a nearby farm. Unity had enjoyed herself, but Ellen had fallen in love with scruffy Mr. Peepers, the crabby old pony who carried them around the paddock. At Ellen’s declaration of affection for the pony, Unity had handed over the rest of her ride tickets, content to watch Ellen on Mr. Peepers’s wide back.
    “You were wonderful about the pony rides,” Ellen said earnestly, “And I love that you were so generous. But right now I really need a small fortune. Nothing overwhelming. Just a tasteful million or so. In return, I’ll give back the rides on Mr. Peepers.”
    Unity reached across the kitchen table and touched Ellen’s arm. “He really wants to go to UCLA?”
    Ellen nodded, afraid if she spoke, she would whimper. After sucking in a breath, she managed to say, “He does. Even with a partial scholarship, the price is going to kill me.” She braced herself for the ugly reality. “Out-of-state costs, including room and board, are about sixty-four thousand dollars.” Ellen felt her heart skip a beat and not out of excitement. “A year. A year! I don’t even bring home that much after taxes. Who has that kind of money? It might as well be a million dollars.”
    Unity nodded. “Okay, now marrying money makes sense.”
    “I don’t have a lot of options.” Ellen pressed her hand to her chest and told herself she wasn’t having a heart attack. “You know I’d do anything for Coop and I’ll figure this out, but those numbers are terrifying. I have to start buying lottery scratchers and get a second job.” She looked at Unity. “How much do you think they make at Starbucks? I could work nights.”
    Unity, five inches taller, with long straight blond hair, grabbed her hands. “Last month it was University of Oklahoma and the month before that, he wanted to go to Notre Dame. Cooper has changed his mind a dozen times. Wait until you go look at colleges this summer and he figures out what he really wants, then see who offers the best financial aid before you panic.” Her mouth curved up in a smile. “No offense, Ellen, but I’ve tasted your coffee. You shouldn’t be working anywhere near a Starbucks.”
    “Very funny.” Ellen squeezed her hands. “You’re right. He’s barely seventeen. He won’t be a senior until September. I have time. And I’m saving money every month.”
    It was how she’d been raised, she thought. To be practical, to take responsibility. If only her parents had thought to mention marrying for money.
    “After our road trip, he may decide he wants to go to the University of Washington after all, and that would solve all my problems.”
    Not just the money ones, but the loneliness ones, she thought wistfully. Because after eighteen years of them being a team, her nearly grown-up baby boy was going to leave her.
    “Stop,” Unity said. “You’re getting sad. I can see it.”
    “I hate that you know me so well.”
    “No, you don’t.”
    Ellen sighed. “No, I don’t, but you’re annoying.”
    “You’re more annoying.”
    They smiled at each other.
    Unity stood, all five feet ten of her, and stretched. “I have to get going. You have young minds to mold and I have a backed-up kitchen sink to deal with, followed by a gate repair and something with a vacuum. The message wasn’t clear.” She looked at Ellen. “You going to be okay?”
    Ellen nodded. “I’m fine. You’re right. Coop will change his mind fifteen more times. I’ll wait until it’s a sure thing, then have my breakdown.”
    “See. You always have a plan.”
    They walked to the front door. Ellen’s mind slid back to the ridiculous cost of college.
    “Any of those old people you help have money?” she asked. “For the right price, I could be a trophy wife.”
    Unity shook her head. “You’re thirty-four. The average resident of Silver Pines is in his seventies.”
    “Marrying money would still solve all my problems.”
    Unity hugged her, hanging on tight for an extra second. “You’re a freak.”
    “I’m a momma bear with a cub.”
    “Your cub is six foot three. It’s time to stop worrying.”
    “That will never happen.”
    “Which is why I love you. Talk later.”
    Ellen smiled. “Have a good one. Avoid spiders.”
    “Always.”

    Purchase Links

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    About Susan Mallery

    #1 NYT bestselling author Susan Mallery writes heartwarming, humorous novels about the relationships that define our lives-family, friendship, romance. She’s known for putting nuanced characters in emotional situations that surprise readers to laughter. Beloved by millions, her books have been translated into 28 languages.Susan lives in Washington with her husband, two cats, and a small poodle with delusions of grandeur. Visit her at SusanMallery.com.

    Thank you to TLC Book Tours and Harlequin Books for my gifted eBook in exchange for my promotion.

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