I meet my First BxB
the caller said.
I was stunned for a moment when I heard his voice because it was Oliver. How did he know my—oh yeah, probably because of Matthew. I immediately stood up.
"Yes, speaking," I replied.
"I just wanted to ask if you've started writing," he asked in a monotone but polite voice.
"Actually, I haven't," I honestly answered. Please end the call. I was pacing back and forth in my small living room.
"Please do start writing now because we have already decided to enter your work, Mr. Wright, into a competition that will happen in three weeks from now." Say what? I stopped walking, a competition?
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