Cirrus@Austlit

'The Shakespeare women were what the locals of Greenwich Village called "gifted." Sure, Rowie's predictions were helpful for forecasting the weather or finding someone's lost grandkid. But when it came to love, her abilities were more like a curse. Why bother dating a guy if you knew at the first kiss he was destined for some blonde from New Jersey? Nope, Rowie was much happier bringing together the people she knew were a perfect match. Until the day she kissed the man whose future she couldn't foresee...' (Publisher's blurb)