CHAPTER 11:
BOOK SIGNING
Bella passed the Hobson’s Bay Yacht Club near the port of Williamstown, heaving the trolley of boxed books across the road, passing the church with its grey features, the set of apartments, and an Italian restaurant. A gentle wind rustled through the trees and the sunlight warmed her scalp. She fought off nerves as she pondered her desire to promote her book and services at this book launch. Sweaty hands caused her to lose grip on the trolley, so she wiped them on her top. Water for her parched throat would help ground her right now.
She was proud of her book. She’d managed to find time to write it, all about grief and loss, on weekends and evenings. Bella planned to write more books in the future, and having them self-published meant she could be flexible with
