Chapter 168 Dora

• Four weeks? For ten large drawings? My pulse skyrockets, and I start sweating. I've never kept a schedule with my drawings before and certainly have never had to keep any deadline other than my own. What if I can't come up with anything in time? What if they're terrible? What if Amy realizes she's made a terrible mistake?
• "Well, come on then." Giordan chuckles, tugging on my arm. I realize I've been standing and staring like an idiot as he pulls me toward the door.
• "Oh, uh...thank you!" I manage to say as he pulls me back outside.