Forget About Me, an all-new feel good, retro romantic comedy from Karen Grey is coming October 22nd, and we have the first sneak peek!
Ben Porter may be living the dream, but it’s not his.
His dad’s health scare might not be the ideal reason to come home for the summer, but it’s a welcome break from the stellar glitz of Ben’s life in Los Angeles. Even if modeling has him rivaling Marky Mark’s fame, posing isn’t his passion. Landing a role with a Boston Shakespeare theater brings him closer to fulfilling his dreams of being a real actor.
Facing the reason he went west in the first place? That’s another story.
Lucy Minola’s dreams were shattered seven years ago when a drunk driver smashed into her brother’s car. She knows it was her fault. So as penance, she works hard to care for her family, goes to confession faithfully, and buries all the feelings she had for the person who left when she needed him most: her brother’s best friend.
When an injured dog brings them back together, Lucy’s good-girl facade begins to crack. Women everywhere are obsessed with the rad body they see in magazines, but she’s the only one Ben seems to notice.
She can’t trust herself with the man who walked away… but can she let him go a second time?
“You May Be Right” – Billy Joel
Lucy’s Keep on Truckin’ Mixtape, Song #3
Falling in love, killing a guy by accident and mortally wounding myself when it
appears that my bride has taken her life is a lot. Doing it six times in four days is just too much. The addition of two weekend matinees to Shakespeare Boston’s Romeo and
Juliet schedule must be taking its toll. Still, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This
year—just like the past seven—began in Los Angeles, where modeling work has
dominated my life, keeping me far from home and too busy to do theater. Six months
into 1988, due to circumstances I never expected to face, I’m back in Boston performing for a live audience. It feeds my soul, so I don’t care if I’m exhausted.
I’m tired at the end of every weekend, but on this particular late-August Monday
morning, I might be hallucinating. Adrenaline spiking, heart in my throat, it takes a few beats for me to figure out what just happened. My hands grip the railing that kept me from falling off my second-floor porch as I take in the lump I just tripped over on my way out the door.
It’s a mottled gray color, and I think that’s fur. Not moving, though. Wondering if
it’s alive, I step closer. It makes a snuffling noise, unfolding itself, and I release the
breath I’ve been holding. It’s not some weird package from a mega-fan; it’s a dog. With
tufted brows and a whiskery muzzle, he looks like the dog in that movie when we were
“Where the heck did you come from, little guy?”
Want to read more? Ready to pre-order? Forget About Me
If you haven’t already, check out book 1: What I’m Looking For.
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I’ve met hundreds of drop-dead gorgeous women since leaving Arlington for Los Angeles. Not a single one measured up to Lucy. – Forget About Me by @KarenWhitereads #SneakPeek #BostonClassics #RomanticComedy #ItsThe80sTweet