Sammy in Ireland (Single Wide Female Travels, Book 5)

Rolling green hills, big mugs of dark beer and my love all to myself for an actual get-away in between my book signings.

I've wanted to go to Ireland for as long as I can remember.

I'm pretty sure I can learn to drive on the "wrong" side of the street. And that "kissing the Blarney Stone" business? Well, let's just say that I've been practicing my backbends and have never felt more limber.

Please join me as I head off to find my pot of gold-or something equally as enchanting.