I’m on house arrest, and although every criminal claims they’re innocent, I actually am. I didn’t commit a crime—though I often think about wringing my mother’s Type A, judgmental, overbearing neck. She has turned my prison sentence into what she thinks is something of a luxury resort. I have tutors and an indoor pool and a library that rivals the Beast’s in Beauty and the Beast.
But as luck would have it, an adorable, over sharing and quite verbose boy moves in across the street. He slips a note in my little free library, and I’m intrigued. We start talking, and before I know it, Ozzy’s got me wondering if the biological father I long to find might be my favorite whodunnit author—the notoriously reclusive Harrison Blackwater. The universe couldn’t be that obvious…could it?
Ozzy wants me to cut off my court-ordered ankle bracelet and fly to New York City to track down Mr. Blackwater because we have the same eyebrows. I know! It’s insane! So, why am I holding a pair of kitchen scissors and asking myself how far I can get before the cops track me down and lock me up for real?
Love in a Little Free Library will make you swoon and cry… and maybe even laugh. It deals with some tough topics but does so with enough heart to have you rooting for Elle and Ozzy to defy the odds and get their happy-ever-after!



