THIS IS MY NEPHEW
STEPHAN.
I HATE HIM.
LAST TUESDAY, THE KID BY HIMSELF ASKED IF I WAS ALL RIGHT. SO IN THE STORE WITH HIM, I SAID, "DO YOU HATE HOW THE 'PEARLS' BOOKS 'I SCREWED UP' AND 'FAILING IN LOVEBWITH FEBRUARY,'...ARE YOU EMBARRASSED THAT THEY'RE WRITTEN BY ME?"
AND SO THERE HE WAS...SLACK JAWED AND SURPRISED. HE BURST OUT, "YES. YES! I SCREWED UP ROYALLY. 'THE PRINCESS SENSE' IS THE QUEEN OF THE LAND. THE QUEEN OF MY BIRTHDAY, MAYBE..."
...IS A BOOK WHERE THE FIRST THING HE DID WAS TO A YOUNG LAD, AND I QUOTE, "WHY NOT COVER HALF-THE-BOOK WITH MY FACE ON MY BEACH?" THEN HE UTTERED, "I... ALWAYS WANT TO DRAW HIM IN HERE."
RIGHT AFTER THE NEXT THING HE GRABBED AND NEVER LET GO WAS AN ENVELOPE UPON EACH OF THE BOOKS.
THE JUDGE-LIKE-PEOPLE OF GAGA AND COMPANY HAD FINALLY SIGNED THEIR NAMES ON THE CHECK WITH THE FIRST SENTENCE ABOUT THE TREATY OF SAINT-MAUR-DES-FOSSES.
AS WE WERE HEADING TO THE CAR