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THREE YEARS LATER
No matter how hard she’d worked, or how many times she’d daydreamed about receiving that magical phone call, the thrilling reality still left Kayla stunned and speechless.
Fortunately her literary agent was quite used to incoherent stuttering, and merely chuckled.
“Congratulations, Kayla.” Her crisp New York accent sounded distorted through the aging speaker phone, and distinctly out of place in Kayla’s sun-kissed screened patio. “I wasn’t quite sure how he’d react, once I finally twisted his arm to read it. But he was very impressed…and coming from Jeremiah McCormick, that’s praise indeed!”
“He accepted my screenplay.” It was all Kayla could stammer, in a dazed voice that made Susan laugh again. “He accepted my screenplay!”
“He accepted your screenplay.” Susan’s
