Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 20

Ch 20

Marilyn

She sat a little nervously at the table laid out with all her books in front of her. Finally, she’d completed the Born Light and Dark saga, a tale of how the Moon Goddess had tragically lost her soulmate and the only way to have his soul reborn was through the trial and tribulation of three women, the first to be born between a light realm fairy and a dark realm fairy, but then stolen by a witch to try and bring the Sun Gods soul back into being each woman then being the descent of that first fairy, a penance to be paid for the fairy’s killing the Sun God’s beast in the very beginning.

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Marilyn had finally been convinced by her editor and publishing house to do a book signing; not something she’d ever done before. But the entire saga was now considered a bestseller and was being sold in box sets, as well as individual copies.

She had a loyal fan following, and she’d been pressed for book signings to help promote the series. It wasn’t really her thing. She had two rambunctious seven–year–olds to wrangle on a daily basis. And she couldn’t just leave them with anyone. The one thing she’d learned about herself since waking up in the hospital, was that she was alone in this world, no one popped by for a visit, no one called her, she had no friends or family, from what she could tell. It was just her and her two boys, Callum and Vincent.

So, if she was on a book tour, then the boys had to go with her as well, and that much travel with two seven–year–olds she didn’t know if it was a good idea. She also had panic attacks at times. Being in confined spaces freaked her out completely. She’d learned that the hard way. They had wanted her to travel by plane across the country. But she didn’t see herself being able to do that.

But they’d pushed hard, and she’d relented with a few conditions on her end, travel had to be by car, she couldn’t go by plane. And she was only doing six signings, not the twelve they wanted, because she had to take the twins with her, and she also wasn’t doing them back–to–back. So, there would be no driving endlessly from one place to another. The twins wouldn’t handle being in the car all day, every day.

Her terms had been accepted and six states within a two or three–day driving rang m her home in Virginia had been sorted out just one signing in each place, one a week for six weeks over the course of half the summer. Now it was here the first one and she could see many people out there lined up. She could also see several reporters as well, but she wasn’t there to do an interview. All of those were done online via Lisa.

She had never really wanted the limelight, and she knew it, even from all the emails that she had that had gone back and forth between her and her agent, the publishing house, before she’d lost her memories. She was happy to answer a list of questions if sent to her but didn’t want to sit before a camera and just talk about herself or her writing process. She’d honestly just rather be in her writing studio writing, then out doing

interviews.

The boys were currently at the hotel she was staying in, with a nanny provided by the hotel itself, and she’d

picked all the hotels on this book tour, to make sure they all had a child–minding service with impeccable

staff. Her boys were all she had as family, and she loved them, probably spoiled them a bit too much and that’s why they were a handful, but they were easily pulled into line, or for her anyway.

She sat and smiled as the doors were opened to the bookstore and the people were lined up to meet her. She smiled at each one and signed the book they had in their hand or the one they were buying before leaving the

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It was nice to hear that many loved her writing and couldn’t wait for her next book to come out. She’d chuckled and said it would be a little while. She’d spent two hours sitting there signing books and was glad

to see the line dwindle down and finally disperse.

“Hi?” it kind of sounded more like a question to her. “Do you know who I am?” she asked tentatively.

“Marylin Riddley,” she stated. She could see a book in her hand. “Would you like me to sign that?” Marilyn

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