Chapter 9“So how have things been going?” Darla asked.
“Pretty good, you know, all things considered.”
Darla nodded thoughtfully. She sat at the head of a conference table in one of the rooms on the first floor of the condo. Violet sat to the side, her notebook scribbled to the brim with several pages of detailed notes. In spite of the numerous things she’d detailed over the past few weeks, she was still running low on tangible insights. So she focused on her stages of delivery, which seemed to impress Darla a lot.
“I’ve read some of this stuff in your textbook, so I shouldn’t be surprised to see it here. But I’m glad it seems to be working.”
Violet was flummoxed for a moment at the idea that Darla had read her work. Then, of course, she would because she’d directly asked for her. “It’
