Читать книгу One Wild Night - Heidi Rice - Страница 7

To my beautiful, clever, and all-around Amazing Child—although it will be many years before you are old enough to read this book (thirty, at least, if your father has any say in the matter), let me remind you that tonight, at dinner, you told me you wanted to be a romance writer like me when you grew up because it was ‘cool’. You know what? I think you’re cool, too, and you can be anything you want to be when you grow up—well, except maybe a flamingo.