I took my dog for a walk tonight. It was a beautiful, cool evening, and I live downtown, so we walked through DiscoveryGreen Park.

Another man walking his dog came up to me and said, “Murder for Me, you wrote that.”

“Yes, I did.”

He said he was stuck in his apartment during the hurricane, and his wife suggested that he read a book.

His daughter had just finished my book, and she said she liked it, and that he’d like it, too.

He told me how much he loved it.

So, that made my week!