527 Just Dessert

"That's me…" Dorothy softly chuckled, seemingly shy about the whole thing.

Angela was so shocked, her eyes were glued to Dorothy who was waiting for her to say something, but she didn't know what to say. That blog post was one of the first ones that were posted and gained traction. The writer stayed anonymous and knowing her own need for privacy, she respected the other.

Dorothy had followed her socials—well, Galatea K.S.'s—and she even had a good number of following because of her own take on the books she read where she gave constructive feedback and genuine review, throwing in a piece of life advice every post. Angela had several interactions with her, the blog handle was very familiar. Dorothy had a good head on her shoulders.