A beautiful Deluxe Limited Edition of the viral sensation and national bestseller Pen Pal, featuring:
•Designed stenciled edges
•Full color art on reverse of the dust jacket
•All-new full-color illustrated endpapers
•A foil case stamp
Release Date - 10/6/26
Shipping Date - October/early November (Please note—this is a preorder with incentives. This means that the order can arrive after release date dependent on when we receive the books and incentives.)
Preorder Cutoff Time - 10/1/26
BLURB:
It all began with just one line.
“I’ll wait forever if I have to.”
The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence:
I’ll wait forever if I have to.
It was signed by Dante, a man I didn’t know.
Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply?
You.
I told the mystery man he had the wrong girl. He said he didn’t. I said we’d never met, but he said I was wrong.
We went back and forth, exchanging letters every week that grew increasingly more intimate. Then one day, the letters stopped. When I found out why, it was already too late.
Dante was at my doorstep.
And nothing on earth could have prepared me for what happened next.
A beautiful Deluxe Limited Edition of the viral sensation and national bestseller Pen Pal, featuring:
•Designed stenciled edges
•Full color art on reverse of the dust jacket
•All-new full-color illustrated endpapers
•A foil case stamp
Release Date - 10/6/26
Shipping Date - October/early November (Please note—this is a preorder with incentives. This means that the order can arrive after release date dependent on when we receive the books and incentives.)
Preorder Cutoff Time - 10/1/26
BLURB:
It all began with just one line.
“I’ll wait forever if I have to.”
The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence:
I’ll wait forever if I have to.
It was signed by Dante, a man I didn’t know.
Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply?
You.
I told the mystery man he had the wrong girl. He said he didn’t. I said we’d never met, but he said I was wrong.
We went back and forth, exchanging letters every week that grew increasingly more intimate. Then one day, the letters stopped. When I found out why, it was already too late.
Dante was at my doorstep.
And nothing on earth could have prepared me for what happened next.
