I live three blocks from Dr. Bob’s house. I see lots of recovering alcoholics “coming home.” Right about the 9th of June was Dr. Bob’s birthday and my quiet little neighborhood becomes a hive of activity. Fun fact: there are twelve steps from the sidewalk up to Dr. Bob’s porch. Me writing a book with a character in recovery was inevitable. This book was written before Waiting For a Girl Like You even though in the chronology it comes after. Not sure how fun that fact really is, but there you are.