It happened at every book talk. Someone would come up to me – sometimes a person I knew from long ago, often a stranger – to say, “This happened to me or to someone I love.” Readers who heard about the tour but couldn’t make their local event sent me emails or Facebook messages. One woman stopped me after total body conditioning class. We sweat together two or three times a week but barely know each other’s name. “I loved your novel,” she said. “My daughter was raped in college. At the time my … [Read more...]