When I said last night that Zini was about to get into a whole lot of trouble, David responded with, “She’s got to get into trouble sometimes, how else could she keep her storybook figure?” (said while tracing the shape of a book in the air)
Har, har, network engineer. You are indeed a master of wit!
|Happier than a white cat in dirt!|
But I, on the other hand, am a person with over 50,000 words of a novel written!
As to the trouble.
Let’s just say, Zini will no doubt need a new car, might need a new cop friend and a new client, but most of all, may need a reincarnation if things don’t start turning around, sometime within the (think, think, think) next five to seven thousand words.