"Daddy," she said after returning from the bathroom with a copy of my last book, The List (she asked if she could bring it in there while she did her duty much to my surprise as she can't fully read yet and if she could I wouldn't let her read that quite yet! But anyway, I digress greatly, back to the point I was trying to make...) "Daddy," she said "...I would like to use the money I have in my piggy banks to buy your book you made."
I can't begin to describe the joy I felt hearing her say that.
"Oh, honey! That's okay...you can have a copy for free!" I said with a huge grin as she stood there holding the book out in front of her. She smiled back, clutching the book to her chest, as I patted her affectionately on her head.
A million sales would be great! But NO sale will ever be sweeter.