Isha
I was giddy. I had just finished my twelfth book. I submitted it all to my editor and applied for completion. My readers seem to like this story, so I am confident the completion will go through.
I closed my laptop and looked around. I really wanted to swim, but I had a little cabin fever too. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ava.
“Ava Greene.”
“Hey, it's Isha. You sound so professional.”
“Hey girl, lol I didn’t look at the caller ID. Are you back?”
“I am. Are you busy?”
“Nope, quit my job.”
“What? Why?”
“My boss couldn’t keep his hands to himself. I reported him to HR, they didn’t do sh*t. They gave me a severance and I just took it and left. So, I am channeling my inner Isla Gold and trying my hand at writing.”
“Ava, that's fantastic! I want to open a publishing f
