Friday Memes: Every Step She Takes by Kelley Armstrong

Happy Friday everybody!

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Beginning:

Two frat boys jostle my shoulder as they tumble from the market shop. Their gazes brush over me. One realizes I'm ten years past his best-before list and pushed by without an apology. The other lets his gaze linger, considering.

Friday 56:

"I'd like music lessons," he said.

"What?"

The word squeaked, and all I could remember was Nylah and her warning.

It's not his flute you'll be blowing.

This week I am spotlighting a recent arrival from a favorite author. Every Step She Takes is by Kelley Armstrong. Here is the description from Amazon:

Genevieve has secrets that no one knows. In Rome she can be whoever she wants to be. Her neighbors aren’t nosy; her Italian is passable; the shopkeepers and restaurant owners now see her as a local, and they let her be. It’s exactly what she wants.

One morning, after getting groceries, she returns to her 500-year-old Trastevere apartment. She climbs to the very top of the staircase, the steps narrowing the higher she goes. When she gets to her door, she puts down her bags and pushes the key into the lock . . .

. . . and the door swings open.

It’s unlocked. Sometimes she doesn’t lock it because Rome is pretty safe. But Genevieve knows she locked the door this morning. She has no doubt.

What if someone is in her apartment, waiting for her: She should leave, call the police. But she doesn’t. Instead, she goes in.

The apartment is empty, and exactly as she left it . . . except for the box on her kitchen table. A box that definitely wasn’t there this morning. A box postmarked from New York City. A box that is addressed to “Lucy Callahan.”

A name she hasn’t used in ten years.