There's a type of dreamy, mysterious aura in a CJ Tudor book. It's a great feeling to wrap yourself in like a warm blanket as you read her books.
Last week at book club, I happened to mention that no one in my family had been sick yet this year. Kiss of death. That night, my 8-year-old woke up at 2:00 am with ear pain. The next day, I felt the headache and chills start to move in. Saturday and Sunday I barely got... Continue Reading →