The Great Thing About Being A Novelist

So", Says Jack At At Last..."you Broke Up With Connor". Wow. So We're Straight To The Point. "so", I Reply Defiantly. "you Decided To Stay". "yes, Well...", "i Thought I Might Take A Closer Look At Some Of The European Subsidiaries." He Looks Up. "how About You?" "same Reason." I Nod. "european Subsidiaries".

He So Did Not Sit Down And Have A Proper Talk With Her. I Know It. He Probably Sent Her A Brief Text, Saying, Over. Sam.

And Maybe Now You'll Start Treating Everybody With Respect. Not Just The People You Think Are Important.

There's Nothing Like Your Mother's Sympathetic Voice To Make You Want To Burst Into Tears.

A Man Will Never Love You Or Treat You As Well As A Store. If A Man Doesn't Fit, You Can't Exchange Him Seven Days Later For A Gorgeous Cashmere Sweater. And A Store Always Smells Good. A Store Can Awaken A Lust For Things You Never Even Knew You Needed. And When Your Fingers First Grasp Those Shiny, New Bags...