Publisher's Synopsis
Monday, August 6th, 2012. Downtown Montreal Quebec. Still got me twenty minutes to go before I got done with this job and moved on to the next. She needs to get her welding done. And I? I've been putting off the oil change thing for way too long too. Even a rickety old car needs its regular oil change. Right?
So there I was, still reeling from the loss of my marriage to Aylene. And flogging myself black and blue for having gone so badly off track in that arena. Life had suddenly begun to shine a light of hope in my direction again. My business was taking off. And I was, like, doing okay at the self-improvement thing one might say. But old habits tend to die hard, so there I was. Back down the road which leads right back to the lifestyle of my teenage past. Back to my old ways, back to my old puppy dog ways. Messing around with a girl I didn't know that well. Didn't really like. And sure as hell, didn't want. But she did have something that I really wanted back then, and badly so...
After having heard it said once too many times that, all men are dogs. I thought to myself: if that's true! Who, then, is the dog trainer who trained these pups and taught them those cunning, clever doggy tricks? And a book was born, the "Manley book". Libby Dahoust is a spectacularly beautiful girl of East Indian origin and a med student at McGill University. And Manley! Manley Jaxtan Woodhardt is an overexposed, oversexed Jamaican-born divorcee on the rebound. Their background dictates that they should take diametrically opposite paths to life in general, and to love in particular. However, when both their paths were to have crossed, on route to higher learning. Sparks began to fly. Hearts got tangled up in the mix and a rocky road seemed the only way forward. Will they manage to make it out, in one piece? Only time will tell. But. Not all men are dogs, some are jack-as-is and monkeys too.
