“So, what are you writing?” Melanie had to talk about something to stop herself from getting a second bowl of the minestrone. It was beyond delicious.
“Crap. That’s what I’m writing, drivel and crap. I didn’t really expect anything else at the outset, so I’m not really upset.” Joshua mopped up the remains of his second bowl with his roll. “I wish it wasn’t quite such forced, amateurship, totally lame crap though.”
“Tell me about it.” Somewhere along the way the Ice Queen hadn’t quite shattered, but she’d certainly been star-cracked. Actually, she knew the exact moment. It was when Joshua had read her notes and said they were “solid.” She knew he was one of the most respected writers and business analysts in his field. She’d learned a lot about how to manage her own career from reading th
