by Robin Hill
To Fabi for being one of the best betas I’ve ever worked with. You have and incredible knack for cutting through the crap. You were able to encourage and redirect me simultaneously—and there were a few places where I really needed that redirection. I could always take you at your word, and when you said you loved something, I had no doubt you did. You have been an immeasurable help to me and a genuine friend. I’m sorry I spread all those rumors about you streaking in my backyard.
To Renee for being my savior. You came in at the 11th hour, picked me up, and carried me across the finish line. I don’t know how I would have made it without you. 2017 was not kind to you, and the holidays were especially tough. I know the sacrifice you made for me. As I write this, you are poring over a week’s worth of emails and questions and reviewing highlights from three different manuscripts. It’s still the holidays. There are a million things you should be doing, but instead you’re doing this. I’m so grateful. Your help has been vital to me, and your patience is otherworldly. I can’t wait to work with you on book two. I promise to be less crazy. **crosses fingers behind back**
To Erica for being a true friend, as well as my sounding board, my cocktail taster, and my therapist. You went through hell last year with Hurricane Harvey and you still managed to put out three books while being there for me amid all my craziness. I’m so proud of you and inspired by you. I love you to the moon and back. You’re more than just a friend to me. You’re family.
To Ashley. Can you believe it’s only been two years? We clicked the second we met, and you instantly became my person. I didn’t realize it at the time, but everything fell into place for me that day. Who knew beta-reading your book would change my life? Keep in mind, before you, Rojay was alive and well and Frankie was cryin’ in di rain… Oy to the vey. That feels like foreverago. You have always been my biggest cheerleader, teacher, supporter, and confidante. You give me the best advice, and then you wait patiently for me to take it. I always do…eventually. By the time you read this, I will have popped the cork on the Waiting for the Sun wine you sent me for my birthday and drank it from the Darian Fox glass you sent me for Christmas. I wish you could have been here to share it with me, but we’ll make up for it soon with a bottle of bubbly because that time has come. I love you and I miss you and I can’t wait to see you.
To Emma. I’m not gonna cry. I’m not gonna cry. I’m not—dammit! When the hell did I become such an emotional sap? I’m going to skip over all the fangirl/stalker stuff that brought us together and jump ahead about six books. You went from being my role model to my mentor to my BFF. You’ve taught me so much, and it has been an honor and a privilege to learn from you. You think the scales are tipped in your favor, but they aren’t. Not even close. Our relationship has come a long way, but you’re still my favorite writer and I’m still your biggest fan. I just don’t stalk you all that much anymore, despite what FB thinks. I’ll rectify that next month when I’m crashing on your couch, eating all your babka. I love you more than Josh Duhamel and LP combined. XOXOXO.
To Briana and Stephan for their boundless patience. For the past three years, I’ve been a crazy person. Hard to believe, I know. These two put up with me—or survived me, I should say. I love you both. Briana, this book has been a true testament that if you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything. Figure out what it is you want and go get it. Life is too short and the world is too small to let it pass you by.
And finally, to you, the readers. If you picked up my little labor of love, thank you. It means so much that you’d take a chance on a newbie like me. This story has been a part of my life for years (YEARSSSSS, my husband would say), and I’m so happy to finally be able to share it with you.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Robin Hill spends 75% of her day writing, 30% reading, and a good 25% hanging out with her husband whilst simultaneously stalking random people online. She’s terrible at math. She loves wine. Coincidence? Maybe.
She also loves to cook, eat cheeseburgers, listen to The Doors, and watch Jeopardy. She hates flying and blue cheese, and she's not too keen on treadmills. She believes in aliens but not ghosts. And she dream casts Josh Duhamel in every book she reads.
Robin hides out at her Texas Hill Country compound with her husband and their little poodle princess, Alice Malice.
Waiting for the Sun is her first novel. Part two, Riders on the Storm, is coming soon. For updates, sign up for her newsletter, join her Facebook reader’s group, Robin Hill’s Books, Boys, & Booze, or stalk her online:
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