Only just getting into Chapter 2

But here's an excerpt:


So everything was falling into place.  I was going to be a hooker.  My grandmother had always told me that if she had her life to do over she would've had no children and been a stripper.  I figured doing a craft called 'hooking' was close enough to living her dream.  Thanks for the support Gram.

But where oh where was I going to sell myself?  I can't commute to Times Square.  And as I don't like to fly Amsterdam is out.  Luckily a friend suggested Etsy.  I had never heard of it.  I'd never been a buyer.  I didn't even know how to pronounce it.  Eetsy beetsy spider?  Etsy breaky heart?  Chesty B-Etsy?  Yes, that one sounds right.   (B)Etsy.

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