Need to breathe.
I hate cliffhangers, but I love Jane Harvey-Berrick. In this case, my love for her massively outweighs my hatred of a cliffie, so it’s okay. But man…
It’s no secret that I adore Jane. I’ve never read a book by her that didn’t steal me away from the world or didn’t make me fall hopelessly in love. The most intriguing thing about a JHB book though, in my opinion, is how different her books always are. Every. Time. They’re never your generic tale of boy meets girl. She has the most entertaining stories and with her writing, the characters and their lives truly come to life. The Traveling Man was no exception. This ride is unlike anything else I’ve read, and that made me enjoy it even more.