Some things were made for each other. They were just meant to be. Sure, they’re okay on their own, but together, they’re MAGIC. Like lyrics and music; smoked salmon and cream cheese. Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood…
I know I say this every week, however, this time, I mean it more than most – OMG WHAT A WEEK.
I’m writing to you from the strangest place ever. I’m currently sitting on a borrowed mattress in a spare room nearly ten hours away from my lovely, comfortable bed. I’m hunched over my laptop, typing away like some kind of crazy person. It’s dark, and I can’t see a thing – apart from my computer screen.
Angus and I decided to both take a week off work and go on a slightly impromptu road trip. More about that in the middle of the week…
When my husband, Angus, asked me what book I was reading this week, and I told him, he gave me this look. A kind of “what’chu talkin’ ’bout?” look. He’s not as bookish as I am, and he was quite astounded to learn, after seven years of being married to me, that I’d never read this week’s book.
Is there ANYTHING worse than a book that is absolutely perfect in every way…until something happens that ruins everything??
That’s what happened to me this week.
I was totally into this week’s book. Totally. The author had me by the heart…until, without warning, he shattered my trust completely.