Amanda anxiously grasps her ceramic mug as she stares at the
entrance. Since Todd started working as manager, she hasn't seen him much
Trisha had a few art showings in a town a few hours away before
their trip, so Amanda was able to bury herself in her book.
The dreams were coming at a faster rate and with more detail, and
she finally finished the first draft. She was going to show her work to Todd
Her previous book's sales started to slow down and she knew she
had to show it to Todd soon.
She leaned a little to her right and shifted her bag. It had
fallen onto her foot, as if to menacingly remind her that she brought the first
draft with her. Her anxiety rose a little.
It's because I haven't seen Todd
in a while, Amanda thought to herself.
Finally Todd walks in, spots Amanda and waves. Amanda smiles and
waves back. He points towards the counter and she gives a half nod of
understanding. He was getting himself coffee before joining her.
Amanda knew what the anxiety was really about. She had reread the
draft and thought that it might be over the top. Writing something about PHP is
one thing. It's based on fact. Writing on one's imagination and dreams, well,
could reveal how crazy and weird someone is.
Todd sits down and they start talking about her upcoming trip.
Amanda pushes the bag with her feet to the front of her, under the table,