Status Updates From Kilt Trip

Sounds like a fire hazard letting guests built the fires themselves (unsupervised).

“No one can know,” Addie says sneaking out of Logan’s room.

Oh, come on. You are traveling with a group of people you are never ever going to meet again. What do you care what they know and/or think? You think there are going to be sniggers on the tourbus?
Most people wom’t even care.

I just put down this book in the middle of a sex scene because I was wondering what sort of books had made it to my favorites list.

Obviously, this book is nowhere near that list.

Oh, now the water is cold that it burns, but yesterday in only chilled.

It’s early January. Surely it’s a bit cold to put your hand in a pond to grab a piece of cloth, then walk around with it for a bit.

It should be the type of weather that most people wear gloves.

Cute origin story for “armed to the teeth”, but the Dutch origin of “to the teeth” predates the battle of Culloden by at least a century.

Page 115: author decides her female lead is going to be sunshine and not grumpy. At east on the surface.

Your boss asking for an update is not micromanaging.

Your boss telling you each step of the way how to do your job, is micromanaging.

You really should have known better than to go the unofficial route.

Addie’s “Oh no” is misplaced. As a travel consultent she should have some grasp of accidents that can happen.

Huh, I’m missing the pay-off. Addie goes on a road trip to visit a castle that’s part of her heritage (or something) and when she arrives she parks the van (makes a deal with Logan about something) and the next chapter skips to a few days later.

What was it like for her to visit that castle? Envisioning that her mother had visited once too?

Did everything have to be such a goddamn battle?

I think you started the battle, Logan. Can’t blame other people for keeping their guard up.