Lenoir May Cupp | Cassie

Cassie Lenoir had never believed in second chances. Not the kind that crept in on a Tuesday afternoon, smelling of rain and old paper. But then May Cupp walked into her bookshop, shook off her umbrella like a dog shedding water, and said, “I’m looking for a story that doesn’t end the way everyone thinks it will.”

“That’s observation.” May tapped her temple. “Also, your ex-boyfriend’s sister is my dental hygienist. Small world, terrible gossip.” cassie lenoir may cupp

“Dance with me,” May said.