Why does it seem like our exes get better for the next person in line?

Leaving her interview with the Howard Mercer Literary Agency, Ava thinks she’s got it made—until, in the middle of a crosswalk, a text stops her breath, her heart, her world. When she hears a screeching noise from up the snowy Seattle street, she looks up to see yellow. And then she sees black.

All July Johnston wanted to do was make ends meet for herself and her autistic toddler. But when her school bus careens down a slick, icy hill and hits a pedestrian standing in the middle of the road, she is faced with the real possibility of losing it all—until a kind woman in a cell phone store sees in the potential in her she’d long forgotten.

Carolyn Ford is the toast of the New York publishing industry when a memoir hoax sends her back to her home town of Seattle. Reaching out to a single mother in a cell phone store, who then introduces her to her greatest fan in the business, Carolyn finds two soul sisters who share a common theme: They have all broken up with men who have become better for the next woman in line.

The women embark on a journey to find the answers to the questions, “Why wasn’t I enough?” “Why couldn’t he be sober for/faithful to me?” “What does she have that I don’t?” And most importantly, “How do I get the already-better man?”