July 21, 2019

Mystery Sunday

In the background Otis is on the dock wasting time. I'm leaning back in my desk chair, feet propped on the corner of the desk. My ancient iPad is propped on my belly. A mug of hot coffee is just in reach of left hand. I pause and wonder "just what the heck is a real estate novelist anyway"?

3 comments:

Jan said...

I think he just needed a three syllable word.

Practical Parsimony said...

Maybe he writes about people being murdered in houses for sale.

Ed Bonderenka said...

Differentiated from a fake estate novelist.

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