CHAPTER FIVE
THE NEXT FEW hours were nothing short of an adrenaline rush as over two hundred readers passed through the doors like a river busting through a dam. They flowed around the authors’ tables, stopping here and there to check out the reading material, snag some swag, or get an autograph or picture. It was a surge of excitement that never grew old. She loved these types of events, not because of the boost to her ego—because there was definitely that—but because of the dedication of the readers that came through the doors. They were avid fangirls and wanted to be a part of the author experience any way they could. These were the people for whom Cassie wrote.
Cassie’s mother disappeared a couple of times to check on Jack, and Chris visited Cassie’s table to make sure she was doing
