Sheri awoke the next morning to her cell phone ringing. She looked at the display screen. It was Martin. “Did I wake you? I should have known when I didn’t get an early morning email from you today that you’re growing accustomed to a life of leisure.”
“Yes I was still sleeping. I’ve been keeping some strange hours since I’ve been up here, but no worries, I needed to get moving. How are things going in my absence?” Sheri asked.
“Things are running smoothly, but certainly not in your absence. You’re as productive working out of the office as you are in the office. Speaking of which, the reason for my call. The pieces you sent yesterday. They’re fabulous. They were all from one person? Even the accompanying art?”
“Yeah,” Sheri explained, “He’s very talented. I’m not sure if he realizes how much talent he has.”
“Well I want to run those in the next issue. Send me the release forms as soon as you can.”
“I don’t have the release yet. The artist isn’t sure he’s ready to publish his work yet. He simply asked me to take a look at it and give my opinion.” Sheri couldn’t believe here she was lying to Martin, but didn’t want to get into the details of what she sent him and where she got it. In fact she wasn’t even sure why she sent Brian’s work to Martin in the first place. It wasn’t hers to share with anyone and it’s not like she’d ever be able to get any release forms signed. Continue reading