Blindsided!

The body wedged in the doorway, floating on a pool 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 â€" and I was the targeted fall gal for the murder.



This is the story of Max â€" the bored blind guy; Irene â€" the blind guy's discontented wife, who retired from school teaching to help Max; and me â€" Joan Freed, the rebel life coach â€" plus a few more characters.



We met by accident â€" literally. After the clean-up, they shared Keurig coffee and Biscotta with me â€" my first for both, and we talked a little about ourselves â€" like you do when you meet new people. Max was the precise picture of what crushed self-esteem in men would look like â€" 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 â€" the dead one â€" was a tad overkill to trigger Max into personal growth, expanding horizons, and his own success mindset, it worked â€" and I'm still here to tell you about it.



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 â€" and all from a bump on the head.



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