I spotted the package sticking out of the mailbox as I trudged home from a late workout at the gym.
Please oh please oh please let it be something fun for me.
(Yes, I’m selfish like that.)
When I saw Ms. Porter‘s name in the return address I grinned, and suddenly I knew what it was. She sent me a copy of October, by Richard B. Wright. Woot!
Her timing was perfect, because I have been desperate for something new to read.
And I almost almost missed it, but she sent me a little fishy game piece for our collection as well. So sweet.
Thank you Porter, you made my day!
