It occurred to me today that if the book was taking place in real time, the events of Never Coming Home would be starting soon. My hero, Devlin, makes a business trip to London in late April and decides to pay a call on Katerina Elmore. It's not a visit he wants to make, but a sense of obligation and a certain amount of curiosity drive him to do it. And what he finds out when he meets her ...
Well, that's the rest of the book.In that early scene, Devlin is looking at the window boxes outside Kaz's home. He doesn't know much about flowers, but he can recognise a daffodil when he sees it. Yet this year the daffodils in my garden and almost over, and it's only the beginning of April.
It's a good thing books take place in their own time.
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