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from ten until two—we will break for thirty minutes for
lunch. As I’m sure Dee told you, this publicity tour is quite unique—we have
never set up a tour that has a single theme and focus like this one does.”
      “You mean like on parenting?” I asked,
confused.
      “No, I mean on family: marriage, parenting,
single parenting and adoption. Pinkerton Press wants to raise the bar—provide
resources for a generation who seems clueless on keeping family a priority.
They have handpicked these authors—it’s quite inspiring actually. There are
five authors in total. You are the only one who is still unpublished, but your
blog has drawn a lot of attention. That’s why we’re pre-selling your book. It should
be out around Thanksgiving, as you already know.”
      “Wow, Dee mentioned that there were other
authors promoting family, but this sounds phenomenal.”
    Pippy nodded her head. “This tour has been very well
advertised; we are expecting it to do well, that’s why we’re taking it into
several cities.”
    A wave of
anxiety blindsided me. “Am I the only author representing single parenting?” I
looked at Cody in the front seat. He was engaged in a riddle-fest with Walt.
    Pippy’s eyes twinkled. “Yes.”
**********
    When we walked into the
three story bookstore my head felt light and airy, like at any moment it would
take off without me into the great beyond.
    Four
lines of ropes corralled hundreds of chatty women, children, and a few dozen
men who all looked bored out of their minds. My mouth gaped at the sight.
      “Look, there she is! Hi Angie—and there’s
Cody!”
      “Angie, can I get my picture with you?”
      “We love you, Angie!”
    Cody
pulled on my arm as we continued to walk. “Mom, do all these women know you?”
    I shook
my head, dumbfounded, waving and smiling as I followed Pippy ,
who didn’t miss a beat. She stopped at a long table near the center of the
first floor. There were three other tables set up around the room—two were
already occupied: one by Sue Bolen who wrote Adoption Answers and the second by Tom and Julie Zimmerman who
co-wrote, The Reconnected Marriage.
    A picture
of my face—one that I recognized from my blog—hung on a banner in front of the
table displaying the title of my blog: A
Lone Joy. A large pile of various signing materials and pre-book orders
were neatly arranged on the tabletop. I swallowed hard.
    “Exciting,
isn’t it?” Pippy nudged my arm.
    “Yes…very.”
I ignored the ball of cotton that had sucked my throat dry of moisture.
    “So I was
thinking Cody can either sit here with you, or there’s a special kid’s corner
right over there. I made sure they put this table where you could still see
him. Whatever you think best is fine,” Pippy said.
    “Is that
okay, Mom?” Cody bounced on his toes. “Can I sit over there?”
    “Sure,
honey.” I tousled his hair. Just make sure you let me know if you plan on going
anywhere else. This place is very crowded. Also, you are only to read. You will
be spending enough time tonight on that iPad, so don’t take it out of your
backpack while we are in the store.”
    “Okay,
Mom.”
    Pippy escorted him to the brightly painted kids’ corner
which was just forty feet away or so and looked at her watch. I looked around
the room. I’d been dying to ask her about some questions about Mr. Ross, but
the words wouldn’t form.
    I stopped
my eyes from rolling at the thought of Mr. High-and-Mighty as Pippy announced it was time to begin. I took a deep breath
and braced myself for the onslaught before remembering Rosie’s words when she
came to say goodbye.
    “Embrace
this, Ang. It’s your destiny.”

 
Chapter Four

 
    By the
time our lunch break started, my stomach was angry. Pippy had purchased a bag of chips for Cody a while ago, but I’d barely had a sip of
water during the last three hours. With every face I saw, every hand I shook,
every note I wrote…I felt inspired. I wanted to know