When I first met my stepmother, I was a little suspicious. All stepmothers are supposed to be wicked! Evil! Downright B-A-D! Or at least, that’s what the stories say. So, I thought I knew just what to expect from mine. But my stepmother helped me paint my room. She left me notes in my lunchbox. She baked my favorite lemon squares. Is it possible I might have been wrong about stepmothers? This humorous and heartwarming story from Samantha Berger and Neha Rawat showcases the love shared between stepmothers and stepchildren everywhere.