Chapter 11

BELLAMY HART’S PLANNING NOTES FOR A MILLION FROGS . . .

Is there an undo-that-email-I-sent-fifteen-minutes-ago button? If not, there should be some recourse for delayed email regret.

If this were a rom-com, there would now be a scene where I sneak into the hero’s house, find his answering machine, and savagely destroy it with a hammer.

Alas, one of the hardships of the digital age is that you cannot destroy a digital message with a digital hammer.

Tomorrow I will do better.

I will not flirt with that cocky fucker who has a way with words.

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