The internet tells me that May Day is traditionally celebrated with dancing, singing, and cake. I did have one grade school teacher who taught us to dance around a maypole and braid crepe paper together, but when I think over my life I notice a glaring absence of May Day cake, — as in the dancing, singing and cake — and I have to say I feel a little cheated. I want some May Day cake!
Hunky heroes and plucky heroines in clean, contemporary, small town romances in the real — and imaginary — worlds.
