“As long as Horace was ok and didn’t bug him too much, he didn’t really care. Feeling cross and a little sensitive still, she found herself telling the story to this TV exec. He held her hand across the bar, and said, “I’m sorry, ok. I know women think I’m a jerk, but cats are like my best friends. My wife walked out and left me after I couldn’t get her a gig on the Lepowitz show, but Thomas my cat. He just keeps showing up every morning after a night chilling with a senorita on the beach. ... “Beach?” she asked, wondering where the beach was in this city. “Oh”, he said, “no. I’m from California. I line in LA, beachfront apartment.” “Sounds nice”, she said somewhat wistfully, dreaming that maybe a move to somewhere less dank could figure in her plans eventually. “You should come out”, he said, “you have a good look and a gorgeous accent. Maybe I could get you on the Lepowitz show huh, really piss my wife off”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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