 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
A book?
Interest piqued, Helena reached for the wrapped item. She carefully undid the bow and paper, feeling guilty about having to wreck such perfection {this feeling usually came about every single time Helena was made to undo wrapping}. The title was read and afterwards, some time was spent running her hand over the cover. Helena was in awe, not to mention she was feeling proud of the fact that her daughter had written a book. Little did the woman know she was in for another surprise when the book was opened.
Her own name jumped out at her and there was suddenly a lump of emotions clogging her throat. “Oh, Violet,” Helena managed to croak and at the same time, holding out an arm for her daughter. “Your book will be a success! Not just any success though. A huge one!" Helena was completely sure of this. “I’ll get started on reading this today.” |