Leslie Morales, my assistant, is gone for the day. I’m in no hurry to go home. It’s not like anyone is there waiting for me. At home, I’ll just sit on the sofa and watch TV while eating a Lean Cuisine and sipping a cup of tiramisu tea. I can do that here while getting some work done. ...
She loved being different. Embraced it like a four-year-old embraced her worn, pill-covered blankie. What she hated was being just like everyone else. Wearing the same designer clothes. Clamoring for the latest celebrity haircut. Like the mind-numbed followers in high scho...