“I needed a drink. I needed life insurance. I needed a vacation. What I had were sweatbands, Reeboks, and a midriff-baring crop top. I put them on and went into the room.”
My funny piece about a private investigator/Zumba leader is up, and I couldn’t be happier. I mean, heck, I even got to share the home page with a writer I really admire: Jonathan Lethem. Take a look!
