First, because it’s most important: I picked up Starting with June by Emilie Rose late morning, planning to read about half of it before doing chores and heading to work that evening. I never put it down. I ended up outside, still reading while walking my dogs. I finished it five minutes before I absolutely had to leave for work. I don’t usually have trouble putting books down.   On to the less perfect parts: … Continue reading Starting with June by Emilie Rose →