The Perils of Texting after Midnight by Elizabeth Perona

“So, should I be worried?” Francine stared at her friend Joy McQueen who’d lobbed the question at her over breakfast. The two septuagenarians sat at Joy’s black counter-height kitchen table that looked straight out of Pottery Barn’s current catalog. The welcoming...

Blog Tour with Francine McNamara by Elizabeth Perona

“You can’t be serious, Charlotte. You would really buy a boat?” Francine McNamara heard the grandfather clock in the hall chime the Westminster Quarters for the hour and then three bongs. She and Charlotte Reinhardt took tea at a round Crate and Barrel table on the...