Novel & Cerita Lives To Tell The Tale

This was a breach. “Oh, perks of the job,” she said with a dismissive wave. “When you break stories that move markets, doors have a way of opening.” She tilted her head, her smile never reaching her eyes. “Speaking of moving markets, your sudden appearance on the world stage certainly has. It’s quite a story. A Texas family man plucked from obscurity by the reclusive Joe Brian. It’s almost… fairy tale-like. If the fairy tale involved leaving a wife and two small children behind.”

he asked, disappointment laced in his tone. “Tell me a story,” she said, watching as his expression shifted from disappointment to confusion. “A story?” he muttered. “What kind of story?” “Don’t you know what a story is? Bedtime stories, novels, memoirs, biographies—things like that.” “Is that a joke?” he laughed. “Your lifestyle is so boring. How does a story entertain anybody? Horror, thrillers, silly romance, history—blah, blah, blah. It’s a waste of time.”

I insisted. He was hesitant at first, but I watched as he repositioned himself, waiting until he was comfortable before I began. “Once upon a time, there was a girl named Dorothy who lived in a, uh... 'pack’... called Kansas....” And I proceeded to tell him a story I’d heard a thousand times... with a few amendments, of course.