I wonder now if the book will be as wonderful as the cover. This is what I discovered by opening the pages at random
He turned and looked at the garden spread below him, glowing in the late May sunshine. There had been a little rain that morning, and drops still glittered on leaves and petals and gave a sheen to the expanse of smooth lawn ...... beyond was a carpet of white narcissi threaded with purple violets.
hmmmm ... not bad
You know that old saying, "don't judge a book by its cover". How often do you choose a book by its cover?