Little reward at the end of a hard day

Nothing feels better than when you get a message on Facebook that someone unexpected read your book.

This someone is my 12-year-old granddaughter that happened to find her Dad's copy on his dresser, was curious and read it. She has been messaging me all night about it.

Nothing makes a writer happier than to be appreciated by her own family.  No review, no stars, just her opinion.  I'll take it!