Rule Number One

(Secrets of a Romance Writer)

She knew the book could be better

“What’s up, doll?” 
“Oh, Rhianda, I’m embarrassed to admit it.” 
“What’s that?” 
“I’m in London chasing a PB.” 
“What’s that?” 
“A Probable Bogus — breaking rule number one for the romance writer.” 
“What’s the rule?” 
Don’t be stupid, when you can be really stupid.” She stopped walking to look into a shop window — but kept the guy she was stalking in view via his reflection in the glass.

— MY ARCH EMILY by J.T.BLEU

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