Hide (Detective Harriet Foster #1)(109)

The writing life is difficult. You’re never really sure you’re doing it right. Luckily, at every point along my journey there seemed to be someone there who kept me writing, kept my eyes on the prize. To all those angels who turned back and stuck a hand out or offered sage advice and words of wisdom, or even just an encouraging smile, thank you. I honor your kindness and your time by paying it forward.

And a special thank you to my mother for instilling in me the joy of reading. I wouldn’t be here without that. And no one could have exhibited better humor at having to read Green Eggs and Ham more than a million times to me at bedtime. I think I absorbed the sound of sentences from Dr. Seuss. Rhythm. Symmetry. The flow of the words. Thanks, Mom! All my love.