JfDI!
How to sell brilliantly
Unplugged
With one hand he pulled
down the blind to shade from the early-morning sun as he took a sip of coffee
with the other. He re-read Friday’s efforts. OK: not so bad. But not as good as
he would have liked. This coffee needs milk. So. So. Is he going to fall for
this girl, then? He probably would…he’s a hardened PI. But that’s another
thread to the story. Jeez. So, back to the unknown body in the mortuary, then?
Or a walk along the
beach? He pushed back his chair and headed out. Jeez. How does Grisham do it?