Some scars go further than skin deep…
1988 doesn’t end well for me. In just one week I turn thirty, get fired from my day job, and lose the role of Ophelia to a younger actress. But Jessica Abraham does not give up on her dreams without a fight, and I manage to score a part at a theater outside Boston.
But when I learn that my costume could be taken from Cosmo’s Don't columns, I'm not so sure this career move will work, because I won’t be able to rely on my carefully managed physical charms. Only my craft will count.
One night, with my confidence at its lowest and with snow lengthening an already long commute, the soothing voice of a radio DJ is the only thing keeping me together. Making it home just in time to win his trivia contest begins a nightly ritual, where I call just so he'll know I'm home safe. The more I learn about him, the more I want to know.
I just wish he'd agree to meet me in person.
In this heartfelt, slow-burn, sweet and sexy, Beauty and the Beast inspired tale, it may be the end of a decade, but it’s the beginning of a love story.
