BOOK: Thirty Happens
AUTHOR: Elizabeth Butts
RELEASE DATE: August 30, 2016
ABOUT THE BOOK:
Thirty Happens is the third book by indie author, Elizabeth Butts. This book is a stand-alone, but is centered around the characters that readers met in Singleish and Secondhand Purses
Thirty Happens is Karyn’s story. She is a woman who grew up with a singular purpose in life, only to find her life derailed a bit. She’s staring turning thirty and getting married in the eye and wondering, if she could go back and make a different decision, would she?
Thirty Happens has the signature humor that readers have come to expect of Elizabeth Butts, however, there are some dark moments, and some pretty hot and steamy ones as well. It is a quick read.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Elizabeth Butts lives in the town of Wareham, Massachusetts (the gateway to Cape Cod) with her sexy as hell husband, Mike (he has crystal blue eyes and eye crinkles…swoon!) Together they share their lives with their eleven four-legged children. This is Beth’s third novel, following Singleish and Secondhand Purses.
In addition to writing, she works two jobs, spends time with her crazy friends and family, volunteers at a local cat shelter and fantasizes about long naps. Her dream is to be adopted by a bazillionaire who will fund her desire to lock herself away to just write and read all day long.
And drink wine.
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Turning thirty is a big deal. Getting married is also a big deal. Karyn’s about to do both, and she’s freaking out about it. From the outside looking in, anyone would think that she’s got it all going on. Amazing fiancé who adores her, job as the top reporter in town and a group of amazing friends. But Karyn had dreams as a kid. She had these amazing, huge goals. She was so close to achieving them, too.
However, as life has a tendency to do, it took a detour. And now she’s turning thirty and it turns out she is nowhere near where she thought she would be at this point in her life. Amidst turning thirty and getting married, she can’t help but ask herself the question:
‘If I could go back and change directions… would I?’
BANNER TAG LINE:
If you could go back and time and change your mind, would you?
“Nothing. I have nothing.”
Ashley pointedly looked around my room where I had a pile of clothes on the bed, clothes in the closet and in the dresser as well.
I reached for the first thing my fingers touched and threw it at her.
“Ewwwwww, ohmigawd. You just threw your thong undies at me? Seriously? What kind of sick and twisted bitch are you?”
She flung them off of her and then pretended to retch. At least I thought she was pretending.
I went and picked up my Victoria’s Secret knock offs and dangled them over her head.
“C’mon Ash, I thought you were my best friend. Don’t you want my panties on you?”
She shrieked like a little girl. The sound shocked me at first, and then hysteria set in.
“Seriously. You have issues.”
“Ain’t that the truth.”
We sat on the floor with our backs to the foot of our bed, surrounded by clothing.
“Tell me about this guy again.”
“Okay, well, he’s a teensy bit older than me. Not like crypt keeper old, but like, distinguished, sophisticated older. He has some silver in his hair and eye crinkles, but I don’t see liver spots and a walker in his near future.”
“Dude, you want to marry grandpa?”
“Ugh, no. Seriously, Ash. There’s just something about him.”
“What’s his name, again?”
“Chris. Chris Smyth.”
Her eyes bugged out at this.
“You’re dating Chris Smyth?” Her voice had gotten really low, almost a reverent whisper.
“Uh, well, I’m going on a date with him. We’ll see where it goes from there.”
I knew where I wanted it to go from there. I wouldn’t let that happen on the first date, though. I mean, only nasty chicks let that happen on the first date, right? I started chewing on my lower lip.
I could be nasty.
“So how do you know Chris?”
I was interested in knowing if she was going to be some form of competition.
She rolled her eyes at me.
“Karyn, everyone in town knows Chris. We all pretty much voted for him.”
“Do you know anything about him? Anything at all?”
“Well, I know he owns businesses, plural, and owns commercial properties that he leases to smaller businesses.”
“And he’s a town selectman.”
I just stared at her, unblinking.
“Like as in a politician. As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure he’s one of the best we have, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the head of it all at some point. Everyone loves him.”
“Great. Just great. I find a guy who actually really interests me, like, one that I felt a freaking jolt over and he’s a freaking town celebrity. I mean, he’s not married, he’s sexy as hell. Why did he have to be a damn politician? I even text broke up with Ryan over this.”