Falling in love feels like floating. Gravity loosens its ties on your feet, and you fly. Everything that makes sense is illogical. You find yourself rushing towards a feeling, a pull you can’t quite explain, but you love how light you feel, where you’re going, and you’re okay with not looking back down at earth for reassurance. Ry Reed’s WALKING ON THE MOON is romantic bliss—a timeless tale about falling hopelessly in love.
