“Oh, come on!” I tossed the book aside and flopped down on my back, staring up at the gray clouds. I was suddenly chilly. Though I appreciated any library, the Coppolas didn’t share the love for the same kind of books as I did. I wanted action, adventure, love, angst, happily ever afters. Good Lord, give me some kind of smutty fairytale. All I could find was a dry story about losing hope. The girl finally gets out of her hated boarding school, only to get smacked with her parents getting killed. Seriously? I invested three days into this, only to have my heart dropkicked into the garbage. I knew I really needed to make a trip down to the bookstore to feed my literary addiction, but first…I eyed the stone hot tub and thought I should warm up first.
“Miss?” A voice jolted me from my thought
