The Hockey Star Regret
Langford’s reaction, about how, for the first time, I felt like I was meant to be there.
“I’m proud of you,” he said softly. “You’re building something for yourself, Coleen.
His words sank deep, like an anchor in calm water.
“Thank you,” I whispered. “For always believing I could.”
“Always will,” he said.
By Friday, the office was buzzing. Rumor had it one of the senior editors was pushing a new debut novel after an intern spotted it in the submissions pile.
When I walked in, Lena grinned at me from her desk. “Look at you, trendsetter.”