She smiled as she opened her mail. A large, bulky manila envelope sat heavy in her hands. As she opened the package, she could feel a sense of relief wash over her.
She pulled the novel out and stared at the cover. Doodled clouds and messy scrawl overtook a majority of the paperback. Her pen name sat on the lower edge of the cover, along with the title.
His Name.
YOU ARE READING
Projection
General FictionIt's not so bad when you have someone there for you. Kinda.
