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*Carl the Third, from Tangled in Magic, book 1

It happened at the library.  I was checking out a stack of books that my two grandchildren and I had selected.  At the other check-out counter, a forty-ish woman in a summer shirt and shorts held up three paperbacks.  I squinted at the covers.  They looked familiar.  Could it be?

I sidled up to the other counter, and yes!  “Those are my books!” I think I shouted.  I must have shouted, because the woman drew back, startled.  She seemed to think I wanted to take the books from her.

“No, no!” I explained (equally loudly, I’m afraid).  “I wrote them!  I’m the author!”

Understanding dawned on her face.  The library clerk grinned, adding, “She’s a local author!”

“My daughter is reading all of them,” the woman said.  “We asked Megan to order the last two.”  She pulled her smartphone out of her pocket.  “Can I take a picture?”

“Sure!” my smiled was wide. 

“Someone is reading my books,” I said to my grandchildren as we walked out the door.  “Somebody out there is reading the Karakesh Chronicles!”

What a gratifying experience for a writer!  I’m still bubbling with joy.

The five books in the Karakesh Chronicles series are available on Amazon or from the publisher, Handersen Publishing.