No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical,without permission in writing from the author. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products or the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Chapter 1 The other day my friend "let's call her Sue" came crying to me about the latest disaster in her already-pockmarked love life. He was perfect, she sobbed. Smart. Cute. Employed. (Trust me, that's a new one for her.) On their first date they met for brunch and talked for hours. On their second date he showed up with flowers and took her to the hot new restaurant she mentioned wanting to try. And afterward he took her back to his ultramodern loft and banged the hell out of her. You know what happened next, don't you girls? He said he'd call. Of course, he didn't. The dog. But don't be so quick to put this doggie down.
