Don’t you love when you check into a rental house or a vacation spot and you see that people have left paperbacks from their vacations for you to read? I had a grand time in Mexico, the Dominican Republic, and now St. John, partially due to other people’s generosity in leaving paperbacks for me to read.
The house we rented in St. John had paperbacks on shelves – IN THE BATHROOM next to the TOILET. WOW.
And, much to Hubby’s disappointment, there were mostly romances. Including a Stephanie Laurens, which I read, and a Linda Howard.
You should have heard me the first day: “There is a LINDA HOWARD in the BATHROOM.”
Sarah: “Oh my God! … Oh, SHIT.”
Hubby: “What? What’s wrong?”
Sarah: “It’s a TIME TRAVEL Linda Howard!”
It was a few hours before I went back in the bathroom. I was afraid I’d start reading it and end up hurting myself when I pounded my head on the wall – it was a solidly-built house. I think I ultimately moved it to my inlaw’s room and hoped I wouldn’t find my mother-in-law reading it. I figured I shouldn’t take any chances, in case it was like that movie that will kill you, only in paperback form.