Chapter OneNine years agoI’ve
never gone on a blind date. Actually, I’ve always been that girl who laughs at
people who talk about blind dates as if this was the most amazing way to meet
people. However, there is always a first time. In an effort to keep my nerves
under control, I reach for the champagne flute that Franky poured for me, but
is still untouched. He clicks his tongue. Obediently, I let my hands clasp
together over my lap after returning the glass to the vanity and sigh,
who is this guy you invited to sweep me off my feet?” I ask, mildly curious.
The truth is that I’m in no shape to start dating again. Not after what
happened with Jared. “I’ve
told you twice, Gracie,” his answer carries some exasperation, which in turn
makes me apologize with a lame ‘sorry’. Kirk
Belen’s classic Mercy is playing
downstairs as our friend Marc is welcoming guests to my twenty-first. In the
meantime, I’m trying to sit as patiently as I can, and wait for Franky to
When I started writing 'Henry and Gracie' back in 2014, there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted London to feature throughout the book. After all Henry and Gracie both live and work in the City.
If you're familiar with my Chronicles of the Interred series, you'll probably know that London and I have been in a relationship for a long time. Not only did I get to live there for almost an entire decade, but even back when I was ten, I was planning an escape route that would lead me there. So it's not really surprising, or maybe it isn't now, that I dedicated 'Henry and Gracie' to the city that gave me so much.
So if you would like to explore some of those places in 'Henry and Gracie', you can visit the book's board on Pinterest: Here.