Blindsided!

The body wedged in the doorway, floating on a pool of glass shards and red liquid, was very much alive.  But the body laid out under a Palo Verde tree in my retention pond was very much dead.  The live body wedged in the doorway was blinded in the line of duty, living a demoralizing life of forced retirement with no enemies and no hope.  The corpse under the Palo Verde tree was a county code enforcer with a plethora of enemies – and I was the targeted fall gal for the murder.This is the story of Max – the bored blind guy; Irene – the blind guy's worried wife who retired from school teaching to help Max; and me – Joan Freed, the rebel life coach – plus a few more characters.We met by accident – literally.  After the clean-up, Max and Irene shared Keurig coffee and Biscotti with me – my first for both, and we talked a little about ourselves – like you do when you meet new people.   Max was the precise picture of what crushed self-esteem in men would look like – in my opinion.   Irene still had enough stamina to pull me aside and ask for help in turning their devastating grief into good grief.While I think the second body – the dead one – was a tad overkill to trigger Max into personal growth, expanding horizons, and his own success mindset, it worked – and I survived to tell you about it.  What would you have done?A cozy mystery set in the desert southwest that started as two women on an adventure.  Then came corruption, murder and mayhem, followed by life beyond biscotti – all from a bump on the head.Get on the journey train and enjoy the ride today.  Get the book, read it, laugh, cry, and love.