Last night, I was a guest presenter at Patron Appreciation Night at the West Lorne, Ontario, Public Library.
After my presentation, a high school student approached my table and asked if I would autograph a well-thumbed copy of Body Contact (a previous mystery novel published by Mercury Press).
“Of course,” I said.
“It’s my favourite book,” she said. “I’ve read it like six times.” Apparently, a friend had recommended it.
I asked for her name, before I signed it, and she said “Niki.” She’s heading for Fanshawe College in London and then Aylmer Police College.
Oh, Niki, you’re so fine. You’re so fine, you blow my mind. Hey. Niki.