The MedalI was sitting on the sun porch talking on the phone to my sister when there was a knock at the door. A Purolator man informed me he had twelve boxes for me. I must have looked surprised. “Didn’t you know about it?” he asked.

Then I started to grin. My novels had arrived.

I slit open the top box. The Medal – hot off the press from Borealis. Woo hoo!