I got back to my office this afternoon to find a package balanced precariously on my doorknob. Of course, the first thing I do is pretend to not be excited so people don't start asking me about it.

My Santa, understanding the nature of a gift exchange with a stranger on the Internet, included a note indicating she is quite ready to blame her friend if neither of us enjoy this book. I like her style.

Anyway, after tearing into the pretty blue paper, I find The Cypress House by Michael Koryta. In my likes/dislikes I said I haven't read much in recent years but I used to love Dean Koontz, so I'm looking forward to diving back into that kind of thing. Apparently the main character can see when people are going to die; I get that feeling a lot too, but it's usually because someone is pissing me off.

Off to read... thanks!