Finding Perfect. Сьюзен Мэллери

for the golf tournament, I found out he’d been right. I liked everything about Fool’s Gold. So I came back and then I decided to move here.”

      She wondered if he was running to something or from something. Not exactly a casual question.

      “So this is your first small town,” she said. “Then you need to know the rules.”

      “Didn’t I get them in my welcome packet?” The corner of his mouth twitched as he spoke.

      She did her best not to smile in return. “No. But they’re very important. You mess up even a little and your life will be hell.”

      He leaned toward her. “What are the rules?”

      “There are the expected things—keep the living room and kitchen picked up. You never know when you’re going to have company. Don’t mess with a married woman.” She paused. “Or man, depending on your preferences.”

      “Thanks for the news flash.”

      “Don’t favor any one business over another. Spread the wealth. For example, the best places for hair are owned by two sisters. Bella and Julia Gionni. But you can’t go to just one. Trust me. Just alternate. When you’re at Bella’s, she’ll trash Julia and vice versa. It’s kind of like dinner theater, with highlights.”