A few weeks ago, renown fan artist SRA wrote to me and asked if I minded if he drew something for one of my stories: "It Slipped Through My Hands, Like a Shadow, Like a Dream." I'm afraid I did not answer right away because I was in shock (plus had pneumonia), but when I recovered and could breathe again and stopped slobbering all over myself, I responded with a calm, cool, detached manner ("OMG OMG OMG!! !111!! !!11!"). SRA was fortunately not put off and went ahead with his work, and here it is (above). The scene is from chapter two, where Jane says to Amy, "I like her," while Daria watches cartoons.
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