Kinni and I set up all the details and we headed for New York. When we arrived at the publishing company I was so excited that I felt like I was dreaming and was going to pass out. When we got in front of the publishers I was sweating bullets but they made me comfortable to where I could calm down and be myself. They signed me for a three book contract for one year for five hundred thousand dollars just to get started. I was excited to know that I was on my way. We got back to the hotel and we made arrangements to move from Texas.
I was more than ready for the change but I couldn't stop thinking about Travon. I hadn't spoken to him in a while and I wanted to know how he was doing. the day that we arrived back in Texas, I was packing up my house to move and I ran across some pictures that Travon and I had taken. This really started making me think about him. I gave him a call to see how he was doing. The first time the phone rang I started to hang up because I didn't think that he was going to answer but he did. Being nervous to talk to him, I wasn't sure if he was going to want to talk to me but he did. He was glad that I had called him and he told me that he would like to see me. Not sure that I wanted to tell him that I was moving, I knew that I had to. I told Travon that I had got my book deal and I was moving to Arizona. Travon was happy that I was pursuing my dreams but at the same time he was sad that I was moving so far away.
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