Afraid of Friday the 13th? It's an official phobia, otherwise known as friggatriskaidekaphobia. Frankly, I'm afraid of even trying to pronounce it! So what if elevators don't go to the 13th floor, or your plane won't find that 13th gate, Friday the 13th doesn't have to be unlucky! The perfect cure is a little love, and even better--the luck of the Irish, sponsored--appropriately enough--by the Red Headed Bookworm Blog . Kiss Me, I'm Irish takes a little time travel, a pathetic music career, a dash of pixie dust, and quite a few kisses to turn that friggatriskaidekaphobia upside down. Emily Musgrave is heading a direction she never wanted to go in Regency England--namely a convent to turn her from her waywardness. But it's more loneliness than rebellion that motivates her to escape her certain fate. Liam Jackson is going nowhere fast in modern-day Tennessee. Playing his Dobro in seedy bars and backward dives along with his fiddlin
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