Over the holidays my mother in law invited the new priest over for dinner. As he's asking questions and getting to know everyone, my mother in law announces, "Jen's a published author!" She proceeds to pluck my hot pink book off the shelf and pass it to the priest. Who then proceeds to open it up to a random page and start reading. Out loud.
So imagine my horror when he happens to stumble upon on the scene where the main character is freaking out about an upcoming date and potential make out with her crush. "We'll be mid makeout," the priest read dramatically, "my jaw will give out and come crashing down. I'll probably sever his tongue! Oh look, Jen you're as pink as your book." Ha ha ha