Just a Normal Tuesday
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To Aaron Hartzler, there would be no book without you. A million thank-yous are not enough. I love you.
Tina Wexler, I am beyond grateful for you. You’ve been with me every step of the way and a few glasses of wine in between. I adore you.
A heartfelt thank-you to Martha Brockenbrough, Veronica Rossi and Sara Sargent, who talked me off the ledge when I was drowning in uncertainty and writer crazy. All of your texts, calls and check-ins got me through the toughest times. I love you all. I’m never giving you back.
Alessandra Balzer, Emma Dryden, Ellen Hopkins, Wendy Loggia, Krista Marino, Alex Penfold and Liz Szabla, I love having you all in my corner. You’re the best.
Estelle Martinez and Michelle Miranda, thank you for making sure I got all the gory details right.
Mia Mantini, a million thanks for making me camera-ready and for the special place you have in my life.
Mary Bonanno, for being the greatest “nurse” and friend.
Sara Rutenberg, for guiding me through all the ups and downs. You were a lifesaver.
Thanks to Dan Mandel at Greenburger Associates for taking care of all the pesky details. It’s much appreciated.
To my sorority sisters who became sisters to me. You know who you are. I’m so thankful you are still in my life. A special shout out to my “little sister” and college roommate, the only one who knew and kept my secret, Terrie Swopes, I love you.
To my inner circle of amazing:
Jenny Condon, the sister I would pick every time. Having you on my life team means everything to me. Your friendship grounds me. Thank you for being in the trenches with me while I navigated the rough waters and allowing me to turn the beach house into a writing retreat. Marlene King, my mentor and dear friend: All these years of your guidance pushed me to be the best I could be with every word. You are a treasure. Shari Rosenthal, thank you for reminding me that I could actually do this. LeeAnne Stables for being one of my biggest cheerleaders for so many years.
Kathie Calloway and Vicki McFadden, there are no words for all you mean to me. Erin O’Hagan and Laurie Semon, thank you for your friendship and making sure we didn’t starve on the nights I couldn’t leave the writer cave. Michele Carter and Cliff Todd, thank you for being family and never letting me give up. Sandee Forstall, my angel in heaven. I know you had a hand in this. I felt your presence with every draft.
To the family who lived through the aftermath with me at fifteen: Missy, Dean, Jackie, Stacey and lastly Paul, who my sister used to walk to school. Our connection will never be broken. Lucky me.
To the family who adopted me, the Smiths. Thanks for putting up with all the crazy that goes along with me and for understanding all the family events I had to miss while I was writing this book. I was there in spirit. I love you guys.
To my mother and father, who made me believe I could be anything I wanted to be. I did it. I wish you were here to see it.
I saved the best for last. To the person I could never have done this without, Bridget Smith. There were so many highs and lows during this process and you never wavered. You held my hand when things got rough and picked up all the pieces when I crumbled. You cheered me on when it all came together. You ate meals from cardboard containers, watched me pace the house in mismatched plaid, kept me stocked in snacks and loved me when I was swirling in some of the dark days writing this. You lifted me up with your smile and love. You are a beacon of positivity. I owe you all the everythings.
About the Author
A graduate of Florida State University, KIM TURRISI has built a successful career in film and television. After winning a Daytime Emmy for a web series she created and wrote, she went on to write for ABC Family’s webisode series Pretty Dirty Secrets, the online companion piece to smash hit Pretty Little Liars.
Kim lives in the Los Angeles area, working as Director of Special Projects for the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators. Born in Hawaii, she credits her love of travel to her early life as an Air Force brat. When she isn’t writing or reading, she can be found obsessing over her dogs, Riley and Rocco.
Follow her on Twitter and Instagram @kimmyt22 and check out her website, www.kimturrisi.com.
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