Chapter Thirty-Six
When the books came, I studied the cover. The artist did a phenomenal job. It was on point how much it looked like the meadow of flowers from the top of the barn roof. I ran my fingers along the matte cover as the name Jade Troy appeared so boldly. I opened to the first page and signed my first autograph as Jade as I wrote it out to Barbara and stuffed it in my bag. I made my way to the metaphysical store. I didn’t know exactly why I felt I needed to give her a copy, but a part of me knew she was a major piece of my awakening, and I wanted her to have one. In a weird way, even though I barely knew her, I had a strong feeling toward her. She gave out a motherly vibe. Perhaps Dr. Michaels was onto something when he suggested I may have abandonment issues, but she made me
