Oh, my. A week from today, this book will go live. As it's the fifth book I've put into the world, you'd think the process would get easier, or at least feel familiar enough to keep me from heart palpitations at the thought of people reading it.
The last teaser is, of course, from Reid:
Some children don’t resemble their fathers. I look nothing like Mark Alexander, for example. But this child, next to me, would be like seeing John next to his Dark Lord CFO father—too much resemblance to be anything but related.
Zooming in on the kid’s face, I compare his features to mine. Similar face shape. Same eye color. Same mouth—full, almost feminine. I got into my fair share of fights as a boy over my girly lips. Until I got to be around eleven and it became clear that girls weren’t bothered by that fullness. Quite the opposite, in fact.
I wonder if anyone will tell him that.