How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Elodie had no idea what anyone else was thinking, so she simply followed Charlie to the front row.

On the way, Charlie said in a low, cold voice, "If Waldron gives you a hard time again, come straight to me."

Elodie found it funny how seriously Charlie took the whole thing, but she nodded obediently.

Once they reached their seats, Elodie scanned the room and immediately spotted Sylvie chatting with a few of the heavyweights and editors on the other side.

She kept quiet and sat down.

Meanwhile, Sylvie was in conversation with an editor she'd just been introduced to by Grady.

The editor was polite. "We can talk in more detail after this session. Ms. Fielding, have you had a chance to read any of the recent papers published?"

Sylvie hesitated. She'd been swamped lately, barely squeezing in a rushed trip to Hokkaido. After returning from New York, she'd meant to look into one of the example papers, but it kept getting pushed down her list.

"Not yet," she admitted.

The editor gave her a meaningful look. "You might want to check them out. There's been quite the battle of the titans lately."

That piqued Sylvie's curiosity.

She went online to scan the academic networks, and sure enough, a paper in one of the top journals caught her eye. Sylvie was surprised-had one of the big names published something recently?

This journal was as prestigious as they came; only a select few ever made it in. No wonder the editor had said what he did.

all, and the authors who

mood. Events like this were a chance to meet new people, get her name out there, and be seen on

a ripple of excitement

was curious herself. She leaned over and whispered to Jarrod, "What

glanced toward the stage. "I spoke to Mr. Ferguson a couple of days

lips. She understood exactly what

was already rumored to be considering her as his student,

event, it was clear he wanted to raise her profile. If Mr. Ferguson introduced her paper, all the better

definitely looking out

The event officially began.

academic world, were naturally expected to

one

by one. The university president took

in the

seated up front, turned to Sylvie with

your paper, Ms. Fielding."

Sylvie just smiled quietly.

up one of the papers

big screen.

particular work is

tremendous academic value. Its