Light hearty funny mystery with quirky characters and laughable discretions. Chick Lit General Audience meets Funny Mystery.
Lucky leprechaun charm my bootie patootie. This year had been a bomb and not in the sense that someone farted in the room. I am talking nuclear destruction to my life. Last year, about this time a man at a bar gave me this metal lucky charm of a leprechaun and told me it would bring me luck.
Well if luck is wrecking your uninsured car, losing your job, not a single date all year and canceled credit cards then I am one lucky lady.
My first clue should have been a strange man in a bar giving me a lucky charm. My second clue was that he was drunker than a skunk and I was two sheets with him.
Sometimes luck gets turned around, so what does a gal have to do in this town to get it back? Fired from her secret government job seemed like the tip of the iceberg in her streak of bad luck. However that was nothing compared to the business of leprechauns, frozen bank accounts, credit cards, and having to drive an eighties green Gremlin car around town.