Here is the novelist pulling a stack of clean underwear from his dresser and loading it into a suitcase.
Here is the novelist running over a well-worn checklist in his mind:
Toothbrush? Contour memory-foam pillow? Phone charger? Reading copy of
Fobbit
? Breath mints?Here is the novelist kissing his wife farewell, sucking a week's worth of love through their lips. Here is the novelist reminding his wife to empty the cat's litter box; her sardonic reply, "Okay, if I...
Published on March 19, 2014 11:57