The Woman Who Stole My Life

One day, Sitting in traftic, married Dublin mum Stella Sweenev attempts a good deed.'l'he resulting car crash changes her lite. For she meets a man n ho wants her tclephonc number (f)r the insurance. it turns out). That's okav. Shc docsn't rcalh like him much anvwav (his Range Rover totalhv banjaxcd her car). But in this meeting is born the seed of something which avili take Stella thousands of miles from her old lite, turning an ordinar% woman into a superstar, and, along the wav, avrenching her ahole famih apart.
ls this ail because of one ill-advised act ofgoodwili ? Was meeting Mr Range Rover destiny or karma ? Should she be grateful or hopping mad ? For the tirst rime, real, honest-to-goodness happiness is just within her reach. But is Stella Swccncv. Dublin housewife, readc ta grasp it ?