There were several packages waiting for me at the post office
and I only barely squealed. They were advanced reader copies
from other bloggers passing them along for review. And I was,
like, whatever. Sure evidence I was coming down with mad cow
disease.

“Wait. Is this book about aliens?”She snatched it back from me. “Yes.”“Really?”“…”

“I don’t think we got the chance to introduce ourselves the other night at the d…”

“What done is done. We need to move forward”

“I was always able to lose myself in reading. Books were a necessary escape I al…”