Tuesday, September 6, 2011


It was a dark and stormy night. I said, “My love, let us linger awhile longer. Life is too short for worries of the morrow.”

She said, “Okay, but we’re out of champagne, and I could use some crackers.”

Crackers?” I said. “We’ll send out for crackers.”

And the champagne?” she said.

I looked deep into her saucy brown eyes. “That does pose a problem,” I said. “But maybe we don’t need the champagne, if you know what I mean.”

She did know. At least I thought she did. She ran her fingertips lightly over my face. “I think there’s some beer in the refrigerator,” she said.

[From Chapter 14, A Listening Thing]

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Jan said...

William, with all that is going on in my life right now, I haven't had a chance to start reading this wonderful book of yours. I had hoped to start reading it last weekend, but as you know that didn't work out. It will be soon that I will be able to get lost in this wonderful story from cover-to-cover~~~

William Michaelian said...

Well, Jan, our friend Stephen Monroe has waited this long, so I’m sure he will wait as long as necessary. This is life — there’s no choice but to take it as it comes.

Sunshineshelle said...

This is so funny!! Love it... maybe then there are some dregs left in the old tequila bottles LOL... found you while wandering virtual space via Jan :)

William Michaelian said...

Hi, there, Shelle — so nice of you to drop by. Tequila?... hmm... you could be right.