Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne and Norris were seated outside a cozy café, separated from the world by a large glass window. Although their conversation was inaudible, the expressions on Madge's face morphed from bewildered to solemn, and then to apologetic. It was clear their discussion was far from pleasant. Stoner was on his feet, ready to leave, when suddenly Madge looked up and said something that made him light up like a firework. He sat back down, and the two resumed their discussion with renewed vigor.

This time, Madge was more animated, her earlier stiffness replaced by a radiant glow.

When it was time to leave, Stoner stood up, extended his hand, and said, "Ms. Woodward, here's to a fruitful collaboration."

Without hesitation, Madge stood and shook his hand. "Thank you. Our conversation would have been smoother if you'd brought out the manuscript edits from the start."

Stoner replied, "Words hold a sacred power. They can tell stories, convey emotions, celebrate beauty, but they should never be used to morally bind someone."

Madge sighed softly, "You're a good editor. I hope this time..."

She was determined not to misjudge him.

...

On the way home, Roseanne inquired about Madge's impression of Stoner.

"Grounded, sincere, heartfelt."

"So, you guys struck a deal?"

reject. I figured, it couldn't possibly get worse than it already was, so why not give each other a chance?" Back home, as

"What's wrong?" asked Madge.

leaned in, "Is

the contract was not

Most importantly-

was with Madge as a

the industry norm of signing works instead of authors, indicating a significant commitment

understanding the situation, Norris

his basic information to his notable

he that impressive?" Madge

line," was

day, Madge received a

hundred, thousand... two

four books. If there were reprints or sales of other derivative rights,

was taken aback by Stoner's swift action, as if he

was equally stunned,

"I

thought she was worth that

double that amount. Madge was pleasantly surprised, especially