MORGAN DICK

"To my daughter, I leave a sum of five and a half million dollars, to be held until she has completed seven psychotherapy sessions."

After he left them for his new family, Mickey resolved never to think of her father again. She's fine without him; yes, she drinks, but only sometimes and, really, she can’t not.
 

But with only $181 to her name, she’s not above attending some mandated therapy to access her inheritance. She’ll kneel at the Kleenex alter and soon be bingeing Bridgerton with a bottle of Russian Standard, five million dollars richer.

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Her therapist, Arlo, has more issues than most of her clients. She adored her father – his laughter, his charm, the smell of his cologne. She thought he adored her, too, but now he’s given his inheritance to a daughter no one knows, and Arlo is at a loss.

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As patient meets therapist, two sisters are unknowingly thrown together for the first time. It’s crazy and unethical, just like their father. But could it be the perfect solution?