The morning after…

So I finally gave the Dads Squared a copy of the novel. I wanted them to have a physical copy, all pretty and nice and wrapped up in sparkles and fancy stuff.

I had refused to let them read a word before this.

Why? Terror. Simple.

What if they were freaked out by what I had to say? What if they didn’t like how I said it?!?!

Strangers can tell me whatever… but to have my dad and his husband say something not good. I don’t think I would have been able to handle it!

Well… the call came this morning. They finished reading the book – and liked it!!! It was a glowing FaceTime review :)

PHEW!