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When it cas, I had a favorite by a brilliant hts for twenty people Mark Twain said it as he said and wrote ree with, not offhand He knew the hearts and minds of humanity and the lack that lay in most It was my new client’s shoes thatof his, a delicious one: "A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes"

It was particularly outrageous and apt to describe this client--oh she was a liar, a talented one of spectacular degree Her lies were a thing of glory that put the blue, blue heavens to shame

And her shoes were alas for several reasons, but one of them was it let me work It let me do And I needed to do, because if you don’t do, then how can you know you even exist? Boredoame Other people call it Russian roulette You just keep pulling that trigger, click, click, click, and feel the excite that one of those pulls doesn’t propel boredoh your brain Boredom orse than any bullet for people like me Adrenaline junkies--we couldn’t stand it when the fun stopped When the fun stopped, life stopped, and boredoas, if only for a while; I wasn’t one to put down any peral life, and then I did one to any city in the world and found clients, but Vegas is a shining star People are so hungry therefor everything I didn’t sell everything I’m a businesswoman who knows her limits, but what I did sell went faster than spiked lemonade at a family reunion Inforuidance, too You could call uidance counselor for adults if you wanted, orI know: a life coach

Now, sugar, don’t laugh like that It’s unseeed

Shoo with yourself and let me finish

The bar paid the taxes and Iat a table with a beer or if I was feeling frisky, a ; I steered those who’d lost their co souls I had a fine and undeniably sht word, a tiny nudge, and a whole lot of patience Life had taught ht me to hone it to an occupational skill

But this ti to have to give over a little ht even lose ht Soet Let no one say that at the end of the day I wasn’t about the giving

"Trixa Iktoave her a smile as wide as the Mississippi River and pleased as punch on top of that Holding out my hand to her, I said, "That’sas your shoes are, they’re not made for the sidewalk out front I’m surprised you didn’t break an ankle"

It was true The strip of concrete in front of my bar, Trixsta, was a health hazard of cracks, splits, and the cru had four-inch heels and were eous, though, even if the snake ree on that particular fact

I loved shoesboots, or bright red sneakers when running was necessary--and in my business it occasionally was I had a closet full, not counting the black spike-heeled boots I earing today, the ones my best friend said made me look like Catwoman on a bad-hair day Wasn’t that hateful for no reason? I didn’t have bad-hair days I had unique-hair days

Of course this same friend described his last date’s strawberry blond hair as "orange" Men You couldn’t breed taste or tact into them for love nor money

I should’ve known better than to ask hi as i, aren’t they?" She took her ular passed out in a corner booth, one silently flickering TV, wood floors that had stains older than the legal drinking age--and then tookdown oppositeto contemplate the black-and-white beauty of one of the shoes I’d ad, I like to think"

The serpent and the appleoh, I was going to like her