Jagged

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At the risk of repeating myself, gratitude to Chasity Jenkins-Patrick and Erika Wynne for keeping me sane and making me look like I know what I’m doing when usually I don’t.

To Emily Sylvan Kim, my agent, who has a lot more patience than me (or anyone I know) and who has my back. Always.

To Amy Pierpont, Lauren Plude, and Madeleine Colavita, for listening to me wax on about my “vision” without getting annoyed and sending me really good bottles of champagne whenever we do good. Here’s to hoping there’s lots more champagne in the future, my lovelies!

And to Gib Moutaw for always being excited when good things happen to me, for giving the best advice ever and for not being pissy when I don’t take it (but I’ve learned, I promise!).

No Promises. No Expectations.

My eyes opened and I saw dark.

I was wide awake and I knew it was early.

This was weird. It might take some time for me to get to sleep but once I found it, I didn’t wake up until morning. I usually woke up groggy, though, more willing to turn around, curl up, and fall back to sleep than get up and face the day.

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