I had to listen to Shane’s message again. I couldn’t have heard what I thought I did.
“Hey, Daisy, my publishers are eager to publish, distribute, and promote your article and report. Call me. There’s a lot you need to do before it goes to print.”
I slipped into the bathroom to call, but before I could dial Shane’s number, Victor appeared in the doorway. He was awake and had heard the message.
“Congratulations, sweetheart.” He kissed my cheek, and I returned to the bedroom to dress before returning Shane’s call.
Shane answered on the first ring, and his excitement was contagious.
“They want you to pose for a photo shoot and have someone do your bio,” Shane said. “They are excited by the project, Daisy. I’ve never known them to want to promote a story or a writer this much before.”
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