I've read all of Jackie Calhoun's books and like her work, but this isn't one of her best. It's almost as if she wasn't sure what she wanted to do with this story. It's about Sarah and Fran who have lived together for five years, but Sarah is restless. Sarah moves out to go looking for whatever it is she thinks she needs, which appears, for a while at least, to be a lot of fishing. Fran is devastated, but distracted by having to care for her mother who is deteriorating with Alzheimer's. Fran is also entangled with the straight estranged wife of a man she works with who is violent. Sarah is being pursued by another woman and finds herself living with two gay men. These men don't make any sense at all. I guess it's a pretty good look at the mundane lives of even gay people, but I never felt drawn into the story like I have with other books by this author.