But In My Book, It Was Basically

He Pulled My Coat Off My Shoulders, Looked At It With Distaste, Hung It On The Back Of One Of The Chairs Pushed In Under The Kitchen Table. "you Are Beautiful". No One Had Ever Looked Me In The Eyes And Said That. Eric To Sookie, Page 208.

You Have To Play It Out Sometimes.

When You're A Professional You Do Your Job No Matter What Gets In The Way. You Might Take A Sick Day, You Might Take A Personal Day, But Then You Show Back Up Or You Won't Get Paid. Everyone Develops His/her Own Strategy For Dealing With Days That Are Not Productive.

As The Water Pounded On My Back, I Reflected That I Must Be Pretty Simple. It Didn't Take Much To Make Me Happy. A Long Night With A Dead Guy Had Done The Trick.

My Bullshit Meter Is Reading That As 'false'.