The combination of a message from Myron, her nerves at starting a brand new book tour, and the rain that had only stopped in the early hours of the morning, had prevented her from getting much sleep. With a groan, she glanced at the bedside clock. It was a few minutes before six, but she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. Her mind already whirred through the many questions and worries she had. After rubbing the dust from her eyes, she turned off her alarm and wrapped herself in her favourite dressing gown. She padded through to the rest of the ground floor flat and her large open-plan kitchen, dining area and living room. Off to the far corner, the front door stood like a silent green sentinel in the ochre walls. Immediately her eyes were drawn to the large white envelope on the mat. With a raised eyebrow, she wandered over to it. The postman wouldn't come for several more hours yet, and only her name appeared on the outside in a blocky but neat script. Given Myron's message, she wondered if it might be from him, but it wasn't his handwriting, and when she flipped it over there was no familiar seal holding the envelope shut.
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