Paid for his Mistake
The young man who broke out my granddaughter’s car window and rifled through the inside of her car, came back and apologized and asked what it cost to have the window replaced. The next day he showed up again. This time with the $210. His debt is paid. I wish him luck in dealing with addiction.
Today is the day I turn over my new manuscript, Don’t Mess With Mrs Sedgewick, to the copy editor. It is now out of my hands and I will try not to stew about it. It’s like giving away your thoughts for two years. Publication is getting closer.