He's A Good Man," Ranger Said. "and

Ranger’s Gonna Hate This,” Tank Said. “better To Get Shot Than To Have To Explain The Gate. Bad Enough I Got A Horse That Smells Like His Shower Gel.

Ranger Removed My Goggles "would You Like To Come Home With Me?" I Stepped Away From Him. "thank You For The Offer, But No. I'm Done With Men." Ranger Smiled. "forever?" "until I Figure Some Things Out." "and If You Don't Figure Them Out?" "if I Can't Figure Them Out On My Own, I'll Ask You To Help Me." "babe, That's Like The Blind Leading The Blind.

He Asked Me If I Had Adequate Health Insurance.

Ranger Locked Eyes With Me. "please," He Said. Tank And Hal Were Goggle-eyed. They Weren't Used To "please." I Wasn't Used To It Either. But I Liked It. Okay," I Said. "be Careful. He's Insane.

I Received Rejection Letters For Ten Years (one On A Napkin, Written In Crayon.) I Had All My Rejection Notices Stored In A Box. When The Box Was Finally Full I Took It To The Curb And Set It On Fire. The Next Day I Went Out And Got A Temp Job.