There is a box of books in the back of my closet. I pull them out when I’m feeling nostalgic, or need a quick, lunch time read —
My mom’s old Harlequin romance novels by Janet Dailey.
I read them over and over when I was younger…can still quote some of them even today. That’s why I could never give them away.
I read that Janet Dailey died earlier this week at age 69 following complications from heart surgery. It’s the end of an era for romance publishing.
Time to pull out the box. Her words will live forever.