Today was the official release day for The Glory Days of Aimée Bonnard, my historical novel about a Galveston prostitute circa 1898. It was also the Winter Solstice, and what better way to celebrate than by driving down to the Island and having some fun adventures, albeit with a mask on? My friend and I even got to visit a former brothel. And Aimée, true to form, made a little bit of money. It’s what she does best.