A smart, sharp festive story for readers who prefer their heroines flawed, their cats opinionated—and their happy endings hard-won.

Clara used to think she had it all: the man, the flat, the fairytale.
Then everything fell apart faster than a cheap bauble in a central heating blast.

Now she's hiding out on the Isle of Skye with a suitcase full of regret and a serious attitude problem. Christmas cheer? Absolutely not. Men? Don't even think about it. Redemption? Not likely.

But when a black cat turns up with a mind of its own—and just enough magic to cause trouble—Clara might just be forced to face the one person she's been avoiding all along: herself.

A short, funny, unexpectedly heartwarming tale (tail?) about second chances, unlikely friendships, and the unexpected ways we find our way home.

It's not a Hallmark movie. And Clara's fine with that.
(The cat turns up fashionably late, of course.)