I am a shy person.
Every time I have to step out on a stage, I start looking for emergency exits; I start thinking about ways to escape, disappear.
So imagine how pleased I was, when I walked into the green room at the Historic Fifth Street School in Las Vegas and was greeted by a chicken advising me to run away.
I laughed out loud.
I was so distracted that I forgot to look for emergency exits.
Thank you, Las Vegas, for such a warm welcome, for such a good conversation about books and writing.
You made this chicken very happy she didn’t run.

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