My knife sliced easily through the packing tape with a pleasing little fsssss. The rrrrrip of cardboard. A flurry of packing peanuts. Soft breaths of anticipation.
And there it was: the glossy cover of All About Spelling, the fruit of my very first editing labor for Marie Rippel. It was lovely.
I settled in to admire our handiwork, eagerly flipping through the pages, already excited to share the book with my fa…GACK!
I saw it mid-flip. It was hard to miss, after all, accompanied as it was by flashing red lights and wailing sirens.
“Cut out the bars of the Jail so the Rule Breakers can peak through.”
