The skies I am under have been overcast for the last couple of days, and I feel both like dramatically donning a cloak and packing a trunk for a grand new adventure in a steam=punky way AND curling up by the fire.

I think it’s safe to say that I long for some alone time.

While I’m waiting for Flame For A Weekend (Dax and Gardenia’s story) to be sent back to me, I am trying to get back to Mulberry and Nick.
I am loving this book. It’s both darker- because we get into the nitty-gritty of her kidnap and maybe, just maybe, find out who was behind it–and lighter because it’s a fake dating trope- than the other books, and it’s fun, though reminding myself where I left off and trying to find the flow of it again, feels a bit sluggish. Thank gods for my outlines!