Emma wants to help her new friend, Harri, improve her appearance, establish a support group, and, most importantly, find love. Little does Emma suspect the hilarious disasters that ensue—including a run-in with the paparazzi and a skinless turkey. Through it all, Emma learns a lesson about self-improvement that has nothing to do with the hair salon. She also learns a little too much about country music.
“Emma is an embarrassment to the profession of coaching—at least in the beginning of the book,” says Jamison. “She has such great intentions, but every time she tries to help someone, she makes the situation worse. I think we’ve all felt like that at times.”
Jamison credits coaches for helping her meet her personal goals to lose weight and become a writer. “My coaches gave me a more positive outlook on life, and that’s what this book does for readers. It’s a burst of positive thinking.”
The book is subtitled “A Latter-day Tale” because the main characters are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, or Mormons.
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In this scene, Emma’s confused about her feelings for Hank, who just kissed her. Is she in love with him?
I drove straight home, where I expected to head straight for the bathroom and waste at least twenty-five gallons of hot water in the shower, pondering the meaning of Hank’s kiss. Instead I found Justin building a playdough Jurassic Park in the kitchen with our nieces. Though I usually enjoyed it when Justin showed up early in the morning, today was different. I needed my space. “Don’t you have to work today?” I asked.
Justin set his Elasmosaurus in a lake of blue playdough. “A little. I’m helping Jena with some remodeling this morning. I have to check in on my other projects this afternoon. John and Isabella didn’t get much sleep last night, so I brought the kids over here.”
“John and Isabella aren’t the only ones who didn’t sleep.”
He looked at me. “You too?”
I pointed to the circles under my eyes. “I’ve been up since 3:00 a.m. Can’t you tell?”
He shrugged. “There’s no point in saying you look fine because you won’t believe me.”
I plopped down on a chair beside Kyra and rolled a snake out of red dough. “No, I wouldn’t.”
“How about a criticism sandwich?” he said. “You’re grumpy but you look great, even though you have a smudge on your eyelid. Do you believe me now?”
“I guess.” I rubbed my eyelids. “Have you ever wondered what it feels like to be in love?”
“Is this about Hank Weston?” Justin lifted Zoey up to smell her diaper.
I slid to the edge of my seat, promising myself not to mention this morning’s kiss. “It’s more of a hypothetical question. Don’t you ever wonder what it’s like to be in love?”
Justin grimaced at the smell of the diaper. “Sure I’ve wondered. Do you have any diapers around here?”
I walked to the hall closet. “I guess to know what it feels like, you have to be in love.” I grabbed the little diaper bag Tanya made for Isabella’s kids.
I gave the bag to Justin, but he shook his head. “It’s your turn this time. I did the last one.” He put a changing pad down on the floor, and laid the baby on it with her legs facing me. “If you want to know what I think, I think being in love must be a lot like being friends, only you feel a stronger affection for that one person than you do for anyone else.”
I peeked inside the diaper, which didn’t look good. “I saw the article about you and Jena, by the way. Care to fill me in?”