What's a girl to do when she's been told she only has a few months to live?


I made a list:
1. Break up with the love of my life, Brad Matthews, a sexy firefighter with biceps for days and a body that won't quit.
2. Have lots of unfulfilling sex with random strangers, despite what my therapist says, to punish myself for item 1.
3. Solve a kidnapping case with the sexy new detective in town who I'm tempted to add to my item 2, but I think he's got a thing for one of my besties.
4. And of course, margaritas with said besties as often as possible, because they're going to miss me when I'm gone.


I did all that. And then I didn't die.


Now Brad's got a new girlfriend and he keeps popping up around town, at crime scenes, in my fantasies at night.


And I've got a stalker who put a hidden camera in my house, I don't even want to think about the things he's got recorded.


Needless to say, it may be time to re-evaluate my plan.