
It happened when Kate—whom you have yet to meet—told me she was a Colbie Caillat circa 2009 kind of girl… when she was so full of anger I’d have sworn she was an angry rock band blow out the speakers chick. When her hero, Ryan, let me know Tobymac’s “Ignition” guided his life walk, it fit everything I knew about him and made writing his scenes even more fun.
In Quilted by Christmas, Taryn didn’t have a song right off. Like Cassidy, she was slow to let me get to know her. But one day, I had the iPod on random and heard that ol’ Nitty Gritty Dirt Band song “Fishin’ in the Dark.” If you’ve ever heard it, that song just bounces. And I remembered in high school, one of my best friends and I would open up the sunroof on my old Maxima and spend hours driving around and singing old 60s music our dads had taught us and always, at least once, bouncing up and down in our seats to the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. Suddenly, I could see Taryn in her grandfather’s old pickup, Justin in the passenger’s seat, zipping around the curves down the mountain to their high school, and singing at the top of their lungs. It was crystal clear and Taryn grabbed me… right behind the heart.

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