On The Map

Every once in a while, I get a small brown box in the mail from the folks at Harlequin. I’ve come to recognize that the box means another foreign edition for one of my romance novels is now available and it’s really kind of fun.

Until I open that box, I have no idea which book it is and in which country it’s now available. So, needless to say, the opening process almost always entails a drum roll, or the best drum roll I can do without a drum set.

When DD # 2 came in from school yesterday, she...