I, Violet Stokes, do solemnly swear to have the best darn gardening club in all of Santa Barbara that’s dedicated to only my fellow flower named sisters. We’ll be plucking ladies and have the best membership pins of any club anywhere. Wait, that’s what I’ll name us, The Plucking Ladies Garden Club. With my best friend, Leilani, at my side, I know it will be a success. I was right for several years until a small oversight allowed him into the club. I’ve argued that I created a female only club but he states that my bylaws say no such thing. He insisted that he had more of a place in my club than me because both of his names are plant-based. Now, I’m stuck in a battle with an intruder who feels he has every right to be a Plucking Lady. I know what he’s doing, his plot is petty but my hands are technically tied. Every time we collide he presses my buttons, severely derailing my mission to leave swear words behind. I’m pretty sure I hate him but I have to focus on a way to kick him out because…WHAT THE PLUCK?
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Francesca Penn lives in Texas with her husband and son. While obtaining her Technical Writing degree, a creative writing course and play-writing elective reawakened her desire to create stories. Her brain lives in fiction; even the songs she listens to become music videos in her head. When she is not writing, she can be found hounding her loved ones with multiple "What-if" scenarios. As a true closet romantic, she is prone to filling up her DVR with Hallmark movies. A friend once told her that she'd trained the whole 20 plus years she'd known her to write romance since her nose was always in a love story. Francesca believes that love is colorblind and plans to provide a mix of couples of different races and ethnicities because - to her - men are like Skittles, and we all know their motto.
