A Paranormal Women's Fiction adventure for those who believe that finding your true self late in life is a blessing, not a curse—even if it turns out you may actually be cursed.



After finding my soon-to-be ex-husband together with my soon-to-be ex-assistant, I realize his 'for better or for worse' didn't include my forties.



An extended vacation on a remote Italian island sounds like the perfect antidote to a midlife crisis—until I arrive. I'm expecting Chianti and pasta. What I get is a run-down bed and breakfast with the oldest Nonna in existence.



There's something about this island. Something odd. Like how everyone keeps calling me Mamma or how I'm the first tourist in decades.



And that's before I wake up to a talking chipmunk holding a glass of wine. He says I have something ancient in me, and for once, it's not my creaking joints.



When I finally discover the island's deepest secrets, I know my forties are about to be fabulous, if only I can survive long enough to enjoy them.