HEY GUYS!!! I have a treat for you. Here is a snippet of the 5th New Yorker book. Still on the drafting stage. The 4th book will be out in May.
Danny heard footsteps approaching her. She turned around and tried to run in the other direction. It was hard to do considering her vision had doubled and her feet were refusing to cooperate. She blew air into her palm and took a sniff of her breathe. The alcohol was pungent, but as long as she kept a safe distance away there was no way that they could smell it on her breathe. Now the hard part was to look sober.
“Feet don’t fail me now,” she muttered under her breathe.
“Danny?” It was Reno.
Danny closed her eyes and counted down to ten before responding. “What?”
“You can’t get married.”
“What?” That again, Danny turned around to face her…
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