I could not stop looking at the other table.
I tried to focus on my eating my meal and made eye contact with the women around me. We talked about our writing experience, what drew us to the conference and our hometowns. But every few minutes, my eyes would drift back to the table parked directly in front of the stage.
Filled with authors, speakers and book contracts, I was certain this circle was the place to be.
What were they talking about? What was the source of their laughter?
A seat there would make me content, wouldn’t it? My mind filled with images like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, convinced there was a golden ticket just out of my grasp and I had to get my hands on it. Wonders beyond my wildest imagination waited behind closed doors.
My mind was so preoccupied with crazy assumptions that I almost missed the woman sitting across the table from me.
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