Barrie:

I am determined to make my best friend’s wedding weekend perfect. That includes editing the best man’s speech and making sure he doesn’t drink too much.

Except, he’s the worst kind of grump with a capital G.

Not only that but when this perfect wedding unravels, I find myself the object of his wrath.

He blames me.

So I run.

And I’m wearing the wedding dress. (Don’t ask.)

As I hide out in a small town, following my dreams, I stumble upon a decades-old murder mystery.

Turns out texting the grump might be my only lifeline. And I’m definitely not flirt-texting. Nope. Not me.

Because falling for a grump can only lead to a broken heart.

Right?

Miles:

For the record, I am not a grump.

It’s not me. It’s them.

It’s women.

I'm looking forward to the wedding this weekend. My best friend is getting married.

And the maid of honor texts me.

Not just once.

Oh, no, because that would be much too sensible. Nope. Try a dozen. It felt like a hundred.

I can tell by a glance at the texts that she’s one of those micro-managing, in your business, thinks-she-knows-everything type of woman.

Forget it.

I don’t want her number. I don’t want coffee. I don’t want a date.

I don’t want a single conversation.

Okay, fine. I’m a grump.

But can you blame me?

How to Solve a Murder with a Grump is a full-length hilarious romantic mystery with a swoony, heart-thumping, happily-ever-after kind of ending complete with glitter bombs, snapping turtles (imaginary or not), a decades-old murder, and grand romantic gestures.