Jane 'ThreeBooks' Lovering welcomes a fourth to the fold. And fraternizes fondly with aforementioned fiction.

Well, I promised you a peek.  Not a peak, sadly, I may be able to perform witty little miracles but I cannot drag a mountain or even a small hillock within reach.

And here it is:  (You will need to perform your own 'Taaa daaaa' fanfare arrangement here, I'm cutting back)

And...look, this is it turned sideways!

I would include a picture of it lying down, but that wouldn't really show you very much, would it?  Look at it.  I mean, just look. Shiny.  Stars.  A big, pink car...

The story?  Oh yes, that's in there too, a woman with no memories meets a man who has too many...  In a motel in ...Nevada.  Bother.  Wish I'd made it Memphis now, for the full alliterative effect.  Still, too late now.

Enjoy!  (although, don't stroke it.  That's unnatural.  APPARENTLY.)