Girl Wit

By day, 17-year-old Jo Kuan works as a lady's maid for the cruel daughter of one of the wealthiest men in Atlanta. But by night, Jo moonlights as the pseudonymous author of a newspaper advice column for the genteel Southern lady, "Dear Miss Sweetie". When her column becomes wildly popular, she uses the power of the pen to address some of society's ills, but she's not prepared for the backlash that follows when her column challenges fixed ideas about race and gender.

My name is Hazel Lamb…Lindsey, but my momma called me Fireball. I am 84 years old. I only got one year of schooling, but I am self-taught. I worked hard all my life.

That awkward moment when your best friend asks for a cucumber based demonstration… Dear Dare, After all these years, you're still my best friend. The only guy I trust. Really, who else would respond to my questions about rounding third with a cucumber based demonstration? That's what I need now. Another lesson plan. But, I want more than a vegetable this time. I want you. Think about it. Love, Val P.S. If you're not into the idea, please disregard this letter. We're going to be trapped in a hotel room, in Europe, for two weeks, and I don't want to make things weird.From the author: The ...

Dylan Dwyer. Chiseled. Tattooed. Filthy rich. Cocky as hell. I’ve just become living proof no woman is immune to the persuasions of a playboy. From the moment he opens his mouth to spew insults about my cookies at an event my bakery is catering, I can’t stand him. This arrogant prick has the nerve to tell me my cookies don’t melt in the mouth… I’ll give him a cookie that melts in the mouth. When I find out we’ve both entered the same baking contest, I determine to throw down the butt kicking he deserves. And it’s going great… until we tie and are teamed up for the regional ...