I could remember seeing him when I was a child.
He autographed my copy of Edmunston and the Dragon Witch decades ago when it was considered a new story back then.
I remembered how kind he was and how surprisingly humble his disposition was towards me.
Sure, I came from money, but he didn’t care.
“So here’s your book again.” Sylvester handed me The now autographed copy of my book.
“Thanks, Mr. Wheeler!” I expressed my gratitude as a child.
“No problem. I hope you do something great once you grow up.” He advised me back then.
I know I’m doing great. I’m married, have kids, help with businesses, and I’m the mayor of this city.
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