Jane was a good kid at heart. She wanted what all other teenaged girls wanted. A car. A boyfriend. A kicking social. It's hard to be a normal teen with a mother like Constance. Jane started locking herself in her room when she was home to avoid confrontation.
Constance never noticed Jane's absence. What she did notice was how much faster she seemed to get her books finished. She was on a real role. The one wet spring morning it happened. Constance Achieved her LTW to be a true Professional Author!
"Let the money roll in!" She thought happily
She felt so benevolent she wanted to celebrate. Unfortunately Jane wasn't speaking to her.
"Maybe I should have spent more time with my daughter. Maybe if I hadn't been so intent on my writing things would be different between us. I know! I'll get her a gift!"
"Wow, Mom must be losing her mind! I can't believe she just gave this to me. Without demanding anything for it! Has she finally gone senile?? 'Cuz that would be great!"
