was IMing Ted: “there’s a big box here…”
Soon as I opened the mailbox and spied the return address scrawled in pen on the cardboard, I knew what this package was. Precious cargo, long awaited.
Walking back up the hill to the house I thought about what to do. Bang on his office door? Rush in and announce what had arrived? Or send a subtle IM…
There’s something about seeing what he’s worked on so long, turned into something tangible on the kitchen countertop, hard copy you can hold in your hands. And such a cute cover too!.
