One Tiny Lie (Ten Tiny Breaths, #2)(93)
The guys follow, arguing about who gets first shower, leaving Kacey and me alone on the deck once again.
We sit silently for a long moment, as I listen to the seagulls and watch the calming waves roll in. “You know it’s been almost a year since that night?” God, everything feels so different! I’m still me. And yet I’ve changed so much.
“Huh.” Kacey pauses as she scoops my plate out of my hand. “You mean since the night I told you that you’re completely f*cked up?” I see the tiny curl of amusement in her lips as she polishes off the last chunk of my cake.
“Yeah, that’s the one.” I stretch my arms back and nestle them behind my head.
And I smile.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
It is nothing short of a miracle to figure out what your dream job is and then actually be able to live it. I am still in shock that this is now my life. I have many people to thank for it.
First and foremost, to my readers. Some of you have been with me since Anathema and many of you have just discovered me with Ten Tiny Breaths. All of you are cherished. It is because you pick up my books, appreciate my style, and share my name with your friends and family, that I am here today.
To the fantastic bloggers of the world—some of the most passionate readers I’ve ever met—I would not be writing this acknowledgments page without you. Not a chance. A special thanks to Aestas Book Blog, Autumn Review, Maryse’s Book Blog, Shh Mom’s Reading, Three Chicks and Their Books, Tsk Tsk What to Read, Natasha Is a Book Junkie, and The Sub Club. An extra-special thanks to Mandy at I Read Indie Books, for your TTB review. I think the pack mule won readers over. I could easily list a hundred blogs here. You have all been truly amazing.
To Heather Self—an amazing writer, blogger, and friend. Thank you for your mad naming skills, lavender-infused vodka, and your infectious positive attitude. Expect that Canadia will show up on your Texas doorstep one day. Be ready.
To Courtney Cole—thank you for reading OTL when you were staring down the barrel of your own deadline. I lurve your words on my cover. Absolutely lurve them.
To Kelly Simmon of Inkslinger PR—and so the journey continues. You have become so much more than a phenomenal publicist to me. You are truly a friend. I expect nothing but great things to come for you.
To Stacey Donaghy of Corvisiero Literary Agency—where do I begin with you? I still tell my husband to this day that I am brilliant because I signed with you. Okay, maybe I don’t say that. I think it’s more along the lines of, I’m the luckiest writer out there to have an agent like you. Thank you for dropping everything to come to my aid at the eleventh hour, for your constant encouragement, and for believing in me in the first place. And for not letting me kill off all of my characters in a Red Bull–induced rage.
To Sarah Cantin—I want to steal you and put you in my pocket and carry you everywhere with me. You are a dream editor. So positive, so supportive, so willing to help. I get excited every time I see your name appear in my email inbox. I am thrilled to have you in my corner.
To Marya Stansky—for your insight into Princeton eating clubs. Thank you for enduring my random questions and giving me tons of great material to work with.
To my publisher, Judith Curr, and the team at Atria Books: Ben Lee, Valerie Vennix, Kimberly Goldstein, and Alysha Bullock, for your outstanding work getting this book into the hands of readers. I can’t even begin to explain how perfect the cover is for Livie.
To my husband—thank you for a month of daddy day care so I could hide in my cave to get this book finished for my deadline. One day I will learn to cook again.
To my kids—because they are the cutest, sweetest little devils on earth.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
K.A. Tucker published her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. Today, she remains a voracious reader, and resides outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.