The Book Has Arrived on my Doorstep

The first copies of Hitler's Holy Relics have arrived on my doorstep. I'm excited—the book looks great. A day to celebrate. I'm especially looking forward to the reaction from my eighteen-year-old son Alexander when he discovers that I've dedicated the book to him. Like his older brother Nicholas, he has grown up in a literary family and tends to take the writing and publishing business for granted. That's all they've ever seen me doing—toiling away behind a keyboard, and their aunt, author K...