In the snow-buried silence of Montana, two broken engines are about to collide.
June had the perfect Seattle life, until the sterile air of a forty-second-floor boardroom slowly choked every last breath of joy from her lungs. Armed with nothing but a dying 1974 Ford van and her grandmother's weathered recipe ledger, she flees to Millbrook. Her goal: rebuild a ruined bakery and reclaim her legacy. But the ovens are cold, the locals are suspicious, and June is one blown gasket away from losing her mind.
Then Eli pulls her from the snow.
A solitary mechanic with scarred knuckles and a buried past, Eli doesn't do city girls. He certainly doesn't do conversation. Yet his raw compulsion to fix broken things-whether it's a blown carburetor or a stubborn, flour-dusted woman who refuses to quit-pulls him deeper into June's world than he ever intended.
As the heat of the ovens thaws the mountain frost, the rigid walls Eli built around his life begin to fracture. But Millbrook hides a thirty-year-old rot beneath its postcard exterior. A ruthless developer is circling the town, ready to bulldoze the very sanctuary June and Eli are bleeding to save. To protect their newfound home, the grumpy mechanic and the sunshine baker must do the one thing that terrifies them most: let someone else in - and mean it.
What keeps readers up past midnight:
Grab your copy of Calloused Hands. The coffee is hot, the stakes are high, and your new favorite small town is waiting.