She opened a blank notebook.
Its pages fluttered wildly as if hurriedly reminding her a tale...
It was the same notebook that her grandfather had gifted her.
He had been very happy when she told him that she would write a novel based on their own family. Her grandfather had promptly handed her the notebook saying, "I know you'll write good things about me!"
"Of course, Grandpa! You will be my novel's hero!"
Shortly after that meeting, her grandfather had passed away.
That was a decade ago.
Its pages fluttered wildly as if hurriedly reminding her a tale...
It was the same notebook that her grandfather had gifted her.
He had been very happy when she told him that she would write a novel based on their own family. Her grandfather had promptly handed her the notebook saying, "I know you'll write good things about me!"
"Of course, Grandpa! You will be my novel's hero!"
Shortly after that meeting, her grandfather had passed away.
That was a decade ago.
