It was karma, it was kismet, it was magic. It doesn't matter how it happened, just that it did.

What should I say? That I like him so much it hurts?

I’ve always believed that as an author, I do 50% of the work of storytelling, and the reader does the other 50%. There’s no way I can control the story you tell yourself from my book. Your own experiences, preferences, prejudices, mood at the moment, current events in your life, needs and wants influence how you read my every word.

If you were a woman, all I'd have to say is 'Colin Firth in a wet shirt' and you'd say 'Ah.

Here's the thing about home: you can create it most anywhere, as long as you gather your people around you.

Listen to your second thought, or the third might be too late.

. . . as long as there are movement and harmony, there are words.