We were ‘only’ Facebook friends, but it was a friendship I cherished. I hope she is annoying Spike in the afterlife, enjoying herself.
I’d nicknamed her AK-57 for the year she was born, a moniker that wasn’t lost on Amanda Kyle Williams who fostered an irreverent, self-deprecating sense of humor about herself, the world at large and, oh yeah, serial killers.
We were wired (as I believe everyone is) through happenstance.
In 2012, I was asked by a mutual friend to add my name to a list of those vying for a chance to win a free copy of her recently released hit novel, The Stranger You Seek, even though I’m an irremediable romantic who avoids most media pertaining to violence. In fact, I’d never read a mystery — not even In Cold Blood by Truman Capote, whose other written works are all favorites of mine.
So, I was a tad taken aback when Amanda friended me on Facebook to say I’d won a copy of her novel and asked…
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