Page 62 of 500 First Editions (The Romantics #3)

To my kindhearted daughter and favorite author,

Congratulations on publishing your very first novel. I’ve read it cover to cover four times already, and I think I might go for a fifth.

Your drive, determination, and discipline are mind-boggling. I am astounded at how much you have accomplished in just a few short years.

Lisa mailed me a shirt that says, “Proud dad of a badass author.” I hate that I can’t show it to you, but I wear it when I’m on the road.

The night she and I met, the first thing I told her was what an amazing daughter I had.

I showed her every picture I had. I told her that you had been given my favorite name.

Autumn: the beautiful mix of vibrant colors, warm days, and calm skies.

I told her about you writing a book under another name that meant even more to me. Willow, like our willow tree.

I tried to surprise her with a copy of the book, but she did the same thing for me. Now we both have two copies.

I can’t wait for you to meet Lisa. I want to take you two to dinner so you can meet the next time you’re in town. My treat. But when you become rich and famous and sell billions of novels, you’re picking up the tab.

Just kidding. Dinner will always be on me because that’s what dads do.

I’m so proud of you. I hope you’re proud of yourself.

Love,

Dad