Monday, March 31, 2014
A Circuitous Route
I've always said we have to be careful in the south. If you say something unkind about someone, you best be prepared to either stand by it and perhaps even defend it to their face because chances are they will hear about it. Let's just say the skeletons in our closets like to dance. Perhaps that is why southern women are so good at putting any unpleasantness behind us and just going on like it never happened (unless the occasion calls for revenge - then it's a whole 'nuther story.)
A friend of mine from our hometown called to say she had read my book and how much she enjoyed it. She went on to say that she wasn't even aware I had written Sterling Silver and Dollar Stores ( the paperback version). Seems her sister-in-law read about the book on Face Book, bought it, and read it.
She recommended it to her mother (who lived in another state). After the mother read it, she called my friend (her niece-in-law) and highly recommended that she read the book. All the while having no idea there was a connection between me and my friend. To make things more interesting, one chapter in the book referred to my friend's family.
There lies the three degrees of separation I have always said is the only thing between any of us down here. The oddity was, in this case, not one of them was my kin.