Chapter 135
I finished the book in three loops, reading it in line at Radiator Springs Racers. Every time I made it to the front, I would be surprised that so much time had passed—I was totally immersed in the world of the story.
It was all about this woman, Madison, an English teacher at an Orange County high school.
She was dealing with personal and professional issues at work and with her friends—all as a rare hurricane bears down on the California coast. But then the book just…
ended, with the storm getting closer and Madison not having learned all that much.
I turned over the last page as I stepped up in line, wondering if I’d missed something.
But no—The End was there as clear as anything.
If I was being honest, I could understand why the agent had passed.
It was really good—but it was just unfinished.
“Ready? Single rider?” I looked up at the cast member, who was smiling at me.
“Oh wow,” I said, putting the manuscript back in my bag. “Uh, sure. That was fast.” I could have sworn I’d only been on line for a few minutes.
“It comes in waves,” the cast member said, giving me a smile. “Enjoy your ride.”
“Thanks,” I said, noting the time—10:19 p.m. I gave them a smile as I stepped forward. “I always do.”