“Anywho, found the book, read it in a day, and it’s been a downhill spiral into romancelandia from there.” She leans forward, placing her hand on my shin. “And do you know what I’ve learned?” She holds up three fingers. “Three things. One, love is for everyone, and we can find it, need it, explore it, and savor it in different ways. Two, books can make you laugh and cry at the same time. And three, there is such a thing as a bloody hand job.”
