“So you’re saying-you don’t not want me to keep this up?” It’s like a choose your fighter situation, and we just happen to be the ones up to bat.” “You stole from an eighty-five-year-old woman.” “So, I guess-if your mom really wants you to keep tweeting. Pepper presses her lips into a thin line, a question in her eyes. My acting skills, much like my breakfast-packing skills, leave much to be desired. “Yeah, um, I guess.” I try to make it sound noncommittal. To the point of not knowing whether I can even trust her knowing how our business is doing, or just how badly we need it. The fact of the matter is, I can’t trust her. If this really is as much of a family business as she claims it is-to the point where she’s helping run the Twitter handle, when even I know enough about corporate Twitter accounts to know entire teams of experienced people get paid to do that-then she might have had more of a hand in this whole recipe theft thing than she’s letting on. And if I’m being honest, I’m even more wary of Pepper. The tone of my voice is clearly not matching up with the words I’m saying, but if I’m being honest, I’m still wary of this whole overnight business boom.

“Actually, we had a line out the door yesterday. “Yeah.” I scratch the back of my neck, sheepish. Pepper’s brow furrows, that one little crease returning. But it’s also-well, to be honest, this has been kind of good for business.” “Look.” I glance into the classroom, where Ethan is thoroughly distracted by Stephen and no longer keeping an eye on us. Tweet Cute hits shelves tomorrow, January 21st, 2020! Thank you so much to Wednesday Books for hosting this tour and for providing a free copy.

Welcome to my stop on the Tweet Cute blog tour! Today I am here to share an excerpt from this delightful book by Emma Lord.

Tweet cute