“Fine. Seven days. Six nights. Today is day one. You can stay out here.” “Out here?” He stretches and looks around. “That’s perfect. Where will you write?” “Maybe you could be somewhere else between ten and two on writing days?” “Ten and two?” “Yes. I have a loose schedule. The sunrise-and-coffee thing depends on the time of year of course, but then I get my kids to school by eight, run until nine, shower and clean up until ten. Write from ten to two. Nap until two forty-five, get my kids at three. Homework and dinner. Wheel of Fortune and wine. Bed.” “Well, that does sound pretty loose. Spend
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