I thought it would be interesting to share the below excerpt from A Year Inside the Moon. I think this section from the second chapter sets the tone for the story. # Those Crazy Girls It was just past cocktail hour midweek in late September as the sun’s reflections blanketed St. Petersburg in a temporary warm, auburn haze. Hugged by a calming breeze, I walked alone under laurel oaks and coconut palm trees. I strolled past a large hotel construction project and then down the street Continue Reading