Peitho was scared. In the process to listen the goddess talk, she discovered she wanted this so badly. She knew she was on track, she was handling all, and even she asked help to Psyche. What she needed was work, and do what she knew she wanted from her heart: write. “Thank you, I appreciate what you did.” Veronica Harris was recognized as an unmerciful editor, she was lucky. “I will be agree with any dead line you want to put on my assignement.” She was ready to return to business. New business.
She could tell the woman in front of her had ambition. Something she herself had as a young and budding journalist and still possessed today. She was looked at as an unmerciful editor, the devil in heels by her writers. Though she was just doing her job in her perspective. She had no time for errors or mistakes. Though sometimes, she could do something good. “Good, I want it on my desk a week from today.”













