Midlife Muddle Series by Sam Cheever

I always knew my shoe obsession would be the death of me. But I never guessed that murder would be involved. My name is Raelynn Kitt. My friends call me Rae. My ex calls me Kitten, which is only one of the many reasons he’s my ex. But that’s not important. I have a confession to make. I’m Rae, and I’m a shoe-aholic. There are no church basement support groups for my addiction. No first-year chips to mark my progress in kicking the habit. Which wouldn’t matter anyway since I haven’t conquered it... moreI always knew my shoe obsession would be the death of me. But I never guessed that murder would be involved. My name is Raelynn Kitt. My friends call me Rae. My ex calls me Kitten, which is only one of the many reasons he’s my ex. But that’s not important. I have a confession to make. I’m Rae, and I’m a shoe-aholic. There are no church basement support groups for my addiction. No first-year chips to mark my progress in kicking the habit. Which wouldn’t matter anyway since I haven’t conquered it. Not even close. In fact, I blame my addiction for the recent chaotic turn of events in my life. Yeah, Karma is a jerk, and she just took a chunk out of my backside. All because I couldn’t walk past that cute little shoe store on the corner of Main and Fetter. That was where a woman popped out of nowhere and died at my feet. Where the last words out of her mouth were to call me a Traveler. Hm. Then there’s Justice. Not a legal concept, but a man who makes my heart stop for good and bad reasons. He thinks I’m a Traveler too. We’re not talking about the packing a suitcase to go to the beach type of traveling. Oh no. His kind of traveling involves monsters and visions. I don’t like his kind of traveling. But it’s starting to look like I don’t have a choice in the matter. Am I a Traveler? Dancing goddess in yoga pants, I hope not.Dang that cute little shoe store. less

Villains, Annoying Assistants, and Monsters…Oh My! My best friend had nothing to do with bouncing or monsters until something went terribly wrong in my new job. Suddenly she’s missing, and the rumor is that a nest of monsters might have her. Those monsters are about to meet their match. I’m going to go medieval on their furry butts. If only I can figure out how to control my bouncing magic for five solid minutes... moreVillains, Annoying Assistants, and Monsters…Oh My! My best friend had nothing to do with bouncing or monsters until something went terribly wrong in my new job. Suddenly she’s missing, and the rumor is that a nest of monsters might have her. Those monsters are about to meet their match. I’m going to go medieval on their furry butts. If only I can figure out how to control my bouncing magic for five solid minutes.I just hope Molly will forgive me for bringing her assistant Rog along on the rescue mission. The man has taken annoyingto levels heretofore unknown. Believe me, I’ve tried to shake him. But he’s like a giant octopus with a thousand tentacles. He insists he needs to go with me on the rescue. Unfortunately, the man has even less sense than he has magic. And he has zero magic.Something tells me this is going to go badly. less