Escape route ....

 Wednesday.

 Steve's got the gun range tonight. I'll prep my salad for tomorrow - Asian peanut salad. Need to make the dressing and steam the carrots. Then I'll work on my BuJo and do my daily writing. Read and then bed.

 I think I may start listening to the audiobook of WRONG PLACE WRONG TIME by Gillian McAllister. Stand alone.

 

Can you stop a murder after it’s already happened?

Late October. After midnight. You’re waiting up for your seventeen-year-old son. He’s past curfew. As you watch from the window, he emerges, and you realize he isn’t alone: he’s walking toward a man, and he’s armed. You can’t believe it when you see him do it: your funny, happy teenage son, he kills a stranger, right there on the street outside your house. You don’t know who. You don’t know why. You only know your son is now in custody, his future shattered. That night you fall asleep in despair. All is lost. Until you wake . . .

. . . and it is yesterday.

And then you wake again . . .

. . . and it is the day before yesterday.

Every morning you wake up a day earlier, another day before the murder. With another chance to stop it. Somewhere in the past lies an answer. The trigger for this crime—and you don’t have a choice but to find it . . .

Published August 2022; 411 pages. 

It's strange. I find so many books that I'm interested in reading. I download the sample or put it in my wish lists. But when it come times to read .... I just can't make myself do it. 

 

And I have so much I want or need to do in the evenings but that is my lowest energy of the day. I'm a morning person, energy-wise. By the evening, I'm wiped out. 

 

But I want to read. I want to bullet journal. I want to bead. I want to crochet. I want to watch streaming stuff. I really need to clean things out. Organize, too. And so forth.

 

 Have a good day

 

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster