A rule I broke . . .
I lied, okay, I lied!
One Friday night in my high school days, I went to one of the dance places I liked to dance holes in my shoes at. I met this guy who kept asking me to dance all night.
The first dance, he asked me about myself and—I don’t know, I went a little crazy—and I told him my Dad was a U. S. Ambasador to Nepal. I informed him that my family lived there in Khatmandu while I was just here to attend college.
He totally believed me and was fascinated about my life there. As he asked me all about it, I kept elaborating.
All the knowledge I fed him about the country, I recalled from a Barbara Cartland novel I had just read! (Thank you, Barbara!)
At the end of the evening, I didn’t have the heart to tell him that none of it was true—but I had so much fun doing it!
Wahoo for you, Elana and your first book launch! I’m cheering loud!