"What if you don't like that kind of writing? What if you're no good at it?" "Nonsense," said Norman as he walked in the door. "He'll learn and adapt. Good morning, too." His silent gait let him slip into the diner undetected.
Breakfast at The Cottage: Between Breakfasts
So there I sat in my room, surrounded by yellow legal pads and index cards, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to hand over to Norman. Fixing a resume proved difficult enough, now I had to share something more personal. I had to turn in my work.
Breakfast at The Cottage: Doubt Over Easy
“Eisenhower.” He said. Norman responded to my question like it was no big deal. "Eisenhower?" “Eisenhower.”
Matt DeVirgiliis 