Strike Like Lightning: A Light for the Michaelson

It wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to marry the man you love and less than twenty years later divorce a complete stranger. That's not how happily ever after worked. So then, why is that the way life ended up? Life was incredibly unfair, that's why. And sure, your mother-in-law was supposed to be a little bit mean, but mine took that to new heights. The only saving grace was my boys. For them I would do anything ... even put up with my ex-husband every weekend. Especially if the hot guy was going to be across the street more often. I didn't know who she was, but I wasn't about to stand back while the idiot screamed at her from the door of his house. Who the hell did that? She was hot, too. So hot, I was struck a little dumb by her. Did I notice the three kids? They were hard to miss, honestly. Did that stop me? Hell to the no. Did me talking to her piss of the idiot at the door? Bonus. Just maybe I'd get the chance to talk to her and if I was lucky I just might get to make her mine.