The Prodigal

by Coilerfan35

Miranda Lawson was supposed to be the image of perfection, but to what extent of torture did she have to go through to prove her own humanity? A story of imperfect perfection, starting from the beginning. Future Miri/Sheploo

21. Update

I wanna say that I'm sorry for not updating last weekend, but I regret to inform you all that I might not be updating as steadily as I used to.

As you can tell by the calendar, it is the end of July, meaning my summer has been spent, and I am now to spend my days under the sun, on a football field, with my trumpet. Yes, day three of band camp is rolling in, and I focus all of my energy into band. Even if I get hours of sleep at night, I'll still come home after our first practice and sleep...while on top of that, I'm still working as well. I try and write while I'm at work, but don't expect much until I start getting into the rhythm of things (punny, I know). I'm not giving up on this story by a LONG shot, I'm just asking for some slack.

I love you all, and thank you so much for following this story so closely.