Boundary Born (Boundary Magic Book 3) (24 page)

Acknowledgments

Thank you for reading
Boundary Born
, and following Lex on this three-book journey. (And a special thank-you to those of you who turned up for the reader event in Boulder—Ardie, I borrowed your name!) Although I’m not done with this character, I’ll be letting her do her thing in Boulder while I go back to Scarlett Bernard’s adventures in Los Angeles for a bit.

Before that happens, however, I need to thank a number of people who helped me tell this story. I always thank my cousin and Boulder local Brieta Bejin for her assistance with this series, but she really went above and beyond for this book. In addition to putting me up for two different research trips and reading the book for Boulder accuracy, Briet accompanied me on a ghost tour over a lost cemetery, which is serious family loyalty. Thank you so much, cousin. Without your help and hospitality these books would be depressingly flat.

Thank you also to my husband Tyler, who put up with months of me babbling about crystals, and to my sister and beta reader Elizabeth, who once again answered the phone every time I got stuck and called her to complain. My deepest gratitude also goes to Paul Rickert, who took a turn looking over Lex’s military authenticity, and to Jayme Haynes, who read through the novel for medical accuracy. Any further mistakes or liberties are mine alone.

An extremely large thank-you to Erin Bird and the Denver Botanic Gardens for all the help and information, not to mention a kick-ass ghost tour. (I apologize for killing one of your guards, who all seemed very nice.) The information about the lost cemetery is accurate to the best of my knowledge and research. If you find yourself in the Denver area, I highly recommend checking out this beautiful place and its plants. Just try not to think too hard about what else is buried there.

The Leanin’ Tree Museum and Sculpture Garden is also a lovely real-life attraction (though I took a few liberties with the lighting and hours), as are the cookie-dough balls at Naked Lunch and the burritos at Illegal Pete’s. Basically, Boulder is amazing and you should go there. I’m going to miss writing about this kooky, gluten-obsessed town, and I’ll definitely miss having a regular excuse to visit. Well, besides you, Brieta.

About the Author

Photo © 2013 Elizabeth Kraft

Melissa F. Olson was raised in Chippewa Falls, Wisconsin, and studied film and literature at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles. After a brief stint in the Hollywood studio system, Melissa moved to Madison, Wisconsin, where she eventually acquired a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin–Milwaukee, a husband, a mortgage, two kids, and two comically oversize dogs—not at all in that order. Learn more about Melissa, her work, and her dogs at
www.MelissaFOlson.com
.