I took a picture of these old board games many years ago and every time I look at them I am amazed at the way they make me feel. Safe? Happy for the pretend people living in their pretend sea-side paradise? Glad that life can be that simple ?
But there are people in my books who have been hurt and scared because I gave them "real" lives. I know they aren't real, but I also know that there are are people all over this planet who fight their way though their lives even though they know they will never win. I tell myself that some readers will get that, will know that the story is real in a way and close to all of us no matter where we live.