Last night after all the excitement had passed and I had finished my tutoring obligations, I sat on my couch and held a copy of my book in my hands. The matte cover finish seemed to catch my fingerprints and stop me from opening the pages. I just held the book. While every decision about the book was my own, I felt amazed that this was my book. I knew that this day was arriving but I didn’t expect the emotions attached to the book would be this way.
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