Lizzy is twenty-six. She quit her law firm, dyed her hair pink, bought studded boots, and started taking photos. There is no romance in her life. Every guy who appears on the horizon is somebody else’s groom at wedding photo shoots. And Liz is quite happy with things staying that way...
But her mother—no. If a mother wants her child to be happy, nothing can stop her. If she wants to find her daughter a "boy," she will surely find one. And it doesn’t matter whether Liz herself wants it.
She wasn’t asked.
Her new problem is called Robbie.