As a reader, I notice political views regardless of whether or not the book is fiction. What annoys me is when said views do nothing to advance the narrative.

I've always been able to cook Italian food. That's in my blood because I'm half Sicilian.

I think people tend to be very myopic and they dont understand how their actions impact others.

Everyone who reads me is someone I'd like to hang out with.

Some people are destined to be deep thinkers. I am not one of those people.

When I hug her, I notice she's still wearing yesterday's false eyelashes. Mom? You know those come off with a little makeup remover and a cotton pad?" I'm not taking them off." Why not?" I spent $180 on that makeup job and I refuse to wash my face until I get my money's worth.

Fletch then kisses me on the forehead before opening the cabinet under the coffeemaker to grab placemats and napkins. Retrieving these items is his job because I kind of don't like to bend. I also refuse to carry anything heavier than my purse.