Where is Your Bookmark?

Many thanks to everyone for their prayers and kind words and thoughts these past couple of weeks.  As many of you know, I had to say goodbye to my dog, Riley.  I picked up his remains this past Friday.  The poor lady at the animal hospital was almost in tears when I told her why I was there--it set me off crying again. Everyone at the specialization hopsital was so kind to me and Riley right from the start.  You can tell the people who work there love their jobs and believe in what they do.  My husband and I are talking about spreading his ashes in our backyard.  I'm not sure when that will happen, but that's okay.  There's no rush.

Meanwhile, the cats are being spoiled and enjoying the extra attention.  Anya, my younger cat, sticks close to my side when I'm home.  Parker has been mewing more for attention in the evenings than usual.  And Mouse, well, she's been asking the inevitable questions.

This weekend was easier than last, emotionally.  We had Mouse's soccer practice Saturday morning and the weather was so warm that afternoon we broke out the pool.  Mouse still loves playing in the water.  She practically jumped into her bathing suit, unable to contain her excitement. Sunday was Mother's Day and my husband and Mouse let me sleep in.  They treated me to lunch out and then home again for some more pool time.  Anjin made me a special dinner to cap off the day. It was very nice. 

I haven't felt much like doing anything blog related, much less write reviews.  I felt guilty cracking open a book the day after Riley died, afraid if I stopped thinking of him I was being disloyal.  Obviously that was completely irrational thinking.  I'm past that.  I have kept to the lighter reads mostly though.  I haven't listened to Wally Lamb's The Hour I First Believed since I last mentioned it here.  I recently finished reading A Conspiracy of Alchemists by Liesel Schwarz and Never Tell by Alafair Burke.  One a steampunk/paranormal romance novel and the other a mystery.  I had planned to start The House at the End of Hope Street by Menna van Praag, but I thought I'd take a detour and slip in another escapist urban fantasy type read, Jamie Quaid's Boyfriend from Hell first.  I'm loving the little kitten who Tina has befriended in the book. 

What are you reading right now?

Every Tuesday Diane from Bibliophile By the Sea hosts 

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros, where  

participants share the first paragraph (or a few) of a 

book they are reading or thinking about reading soon.

Over the door, the tin scales of Lady Justice dipped ominously to the wrong side as Andre Legrande strolled into Bill's Biker Bar and Grill.  The boss had been up to no good again, and our miniature Lady Disaproved.

Personally, I thought the dipping scale meant the little statue knew Andre was a fraud, but I was keeping my head down and my mouth shut these days.  Rather than feed my boss's arrogance by admiring his assets, I propped my corrective boots on the stool rung and leaned over my tally sheet, pushing my cheap, black framed reading glasses up my nose and letting my overlong bangs hide my face. 

The weird anomalies--like moving statues--that had begun appearing in the Zone after the first chemical spill ten years ago now seemed an everyday part of my life.  I'd taken a job in this South Baltimore neighborhood two years back when no respectable place would hire me.  That's pretty much the story of everyone in the Zone. 

And so begins Jamie Quaid's Boyfriend from Hell (Saturn's Daughter series).

Would you continue reading?

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