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Praise for the long shot

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During one of my research trips, I met a lovely young woman named Manya. She was bright, generous and asked about my story. As she listened, I couldn’t help but think she enjoyed hearing about my 1907 novel since she listened so intently. The next morning, she was gone. To my surprise, I found this lovely note in the kitchen. It read:

I have looked at this small note every morning for the last 2 years.  Thank you Mayya for the support.