Everything's Fine
The Perfect Life: Chapter Four
Therapy
His fingers interlocked, his hands behind his head, his elbows out at ninety degrees, Jamie lay upon the black leather couch gazing up at the ceiling.
‘So I got doorstepped by a girl who works for my UK publisher. I suppose I’m pretty angry about that. For two reasons: they put her in a pretty unenviable position, too. Imagine if I was some notori…
