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A storm is brewing off the coast of Florida, but chaos has already made landfall for four women of Palm Beach society. Abigail, a self-appointed Cuban princess and queen of the WAGs, suddenly finds herself penniless and on the streets. Claudia, a Greek entrepreneur and CEO of a prestigious international clothing line, is entering her golden years only to realize secrets can weigh you down. Cassy, a barista and owner of the Flamingo Cafe, is doing her best to recover from a tragic past. Meanwhile her best friend, Bri, also harbors a secret: a romantic tet-a-tet with Cassy’s brother Nick. Each woman has played her part in a society obsessed with appearances and secrecy for years. So, when Hurricane Odette blows through town, exposing those secrets, it’s no surprise their lives collide like a clap of thunder. Only one thing is certain: if they don’t work together, Mother Nature will teach them the hardest lessons of their lives.
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What a morning. I can’t believe it is already past noon, and I haven’t heard from one single person. I’m exhausted from cleaning the broken glass and picking up the mess that greeted me this morning.
I step back until I rest my head on the palm-frond- decorated wallpaper behind me and let out a slow breath. The lip of the hot pink wains-coating that covers the lower third of the wall presses into my hips, and I adjust my shoulders to relieve the pinch on my backside. Settling into my empty surroundings, I count to three and try to remember what my therapist taught me about dealing with a crisis. Not that I’m experiencing a crisis. Or maybe I am. I don’t know. I’m so exhausted from this morning that I can’t think straight.
I rack my brain and try to remember the requirements for calling an event a crisis. Destruction. A quick glance at the front door, where the sun is illuminating the duct tape holding the cardboard in place over the broken window, confirms what I already know. Yes, there is definitely destruction. And although I’ve done a decent job over the last few hours of cleaning, the thoughts of the white bookcase lying in a heap across the wood-planked floor, the overturned gold stools with the pink tufted cushions smashed and lying on their sides, and the palm frond wallpaper devoid of its racks and now riddled with nail holes are all images of destruction that are now burned into my memory for a lifetime.
I mentally check the first box as I recall another requirement. Being in immediate danger.
Well, there is cash missing from the register, but thanks to the nightly deposit I make, it’s not a large sum of money. Thank God no one was here when it was taken. Instinctively, I reach down and rub at the goose bumps on my arm. I don’t even have to look down to know they are there. The mere idea of violence in the café has my stomach roiling. I suck in a lungful of air and remind myself that Zoe and I weren’t present when the actual break-in happened and that the perpetrator is now long gone. Which means I am not, in fact, in any immediate danger, and this particular situation doesn’t qualify as a crisis.
About the Author 
When not spending her time creating make-believe people and places, Jackie Kang lives in Kirkland, WA with her very real family of 1 husband, 2 dogs, and 3 children. In her past life, Jackie has held jobs as a personal trainer, a spa manager, a dental assistant, and an office manager, but her true love is writing and sharing a well-crafted story. Jackie is a member of the Women’s Fiction Writers Association.
