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All's Fair
All's Fair
All's Fair
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All's Fair

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Sol McKnight has trouble letting go of his ex-wife. If that means he has to torpedo her love life, then so be it. After all . . . All's fair in love and war.

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PublisherSuzie Quint
Release dateOct 11, 2011
ISBN9781465968357
All's Fair
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Suzie Quint

Suzie Quint has always been fascinated with the human psyche, so she can imagine no better way to explore the human condition than through the characters she writes. Finding the happy ending for the people who inhabit her worlds is the best job anyone could have. Getting to share them with others... It doesn't get any better than that.If you would like to review one of the books listed below, please contact the her at suequint (at) gmail.com to obtain a free review copy.Snow White & the Eighth DwarfAll's FairA Dark & Stormy Knight

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    All's Fair - Suzie Quint

    All’s Fair

    By Suzie Quint

    Copyright 2011 Suzie Quint

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    All’s Fair

    Dammit!

    Daddy. You're not supposed to swear in front of me.

    Shit.

    Daddy!

    He-e-eck.

    Sol caught himself before some other taboo word escaped from his mouth. Or worse still, a whole string of them.

    Two deep breaths. Calm.

    How was he supposed oto be calm when his wife was out on a date?

    I'm sorry, sweetie. Daddy's got a foul mouth. You shouldn't repeat anything I say.

    His blonde, blue-eyed nine-year-old daughter, the spitting image of her mother, rolled her eyes because, yeah, he wasn't telling her anything she didn't already know.

    So who is this—he wanted to say Bozo, but he didn't want to make his daughter feel disloyal if she liked the Bozo—guy?

    His name's Mike. He goes to Mama's gym.

    Great. Some muscle-bound doofus who probably didn't have two brain cells to rub together.

    So . . . you like him?

    It was an important question. Georgia didn't subscribe to the school of thought that kept her from introducing her dates to her daughter until she decided they were keepers. Just the opposite, in fact. If Eden didn't like the guy right off, he got deep-sixed in a big hurry.

    They were a package deal, Georgia liked to say, and both of them had veto power.

    It kept Sol from having to intervene in all but the most serious cases.

    Sol watched his daughter's face. She scrunched her mouth over to one side as she contemplated the question. He's okay, I guess. He's kinda nervous around me.

    Shit.

    That meant Doofus was smart enough to know Eden's opinion mattered.

    So what are she and Mike doing on their date? It was all he could do to not sneer Mike's name.

    They went to the carnival.

    And they didn't take you?

    Eden shrugged.

    You didn't want to go to the carnival with them?

    Yeah. But I wanted to see you more.

    Sol's heart swelled. His daughter had chosen him over a carnival.

    You know, those aren't mutually exclusive events.

    Huh?

    That means you can do both. How'd you like to go to the carnival with your old daddy?

    His daughter's grin was the only answer he needed.

    ###

    Sol pulled a thread of pink cotton candy from his daughter's blond hair and sucked it from his fingers. How she managed to get it everywhere was beyond him.

    She'd dragged him over to a gaggle of her friends, hanging onto his hand as if he were a helium-filled balloon that might float away before her friends had the chance to be suitably impressed with her daddy who rode bulls at the rodeo.

    He pushed

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