Genre: NA Contemporary with romantic angle
Word Count: 87,000
Pitch:
Is it love or charity? Twenty-year-old amnesic Olivia is horrified to learn that the boy who’s claimed to be her longtime boyfriend might only be acting—to help Olivia put her life back on track.
Excerpt:
Three vodka swigs ago I slipped from adoringly tipsy and landed into total, unadulterated drunkenness. I have a run in my hose, a broken heel, boob sweat, and I can feel the drunk snarl growing on my face—the one my friends describe as Elvis lip meets bulldog. And I haven’t even stepped foot into the club yet.
At least I look hot tonight. I’m wearing a pink low-cut top, a black skirt, and my best lacy black bra that you can see through my shirt just enough. Now if I can only get James’ attention, it’ll be like, fish: meet your bait.
The combination of the vodka and standing on one foot makes me wobble. I have to lean against the brick wall of Pink Dollars to steady myself while holding on to my superglued heel. If Ava hadn’t had the glue that she keeps in her car’s emergency kit for just these occasions, I might’ve broken the other heel so at least I matched, because my plan must go off without a hitch.
“I can’t believe you went and got yourself this inebriated,” Chloe says. I can tell she’s trying to use the proper word but she ends up sounding like she’s trying too hard as usual. She pushes me back up when I slide forward on the wall. “And you’re kind of falling out of your top, sweetie.” She adjusts it.
“I am not inebriated,” I say with irritation, noticing I accidentally dropped the i, saying ‘nebriated.
Mr. Boddy is found on the floor in the kitchen pantry bleeding from a wound in his chest the entry at the location of his heart. The wound is thin and three inches in length. A smudged hand print is on the front of his shirt and it looks to be pink cake frosting.
Answer: Mrs. White with the Knife.
Letter opener
Mrs. White is the killer..
Knife and Miss White?