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Gretchen does not spare any details of her Aspen debauchery, including the parts where she and Eric christened the private jet bathroom, the leather chairs in the main aircraft cabin, the hot tub and every room at the condo he rented. It’s a miracle she’s able to walk given the workout her reproductive organs have had over the prior forty-eight hours. And I only listen because I’m desperately seeking new material for the next book.
This morning, however, my intestines are in revolt. Why am I so nervous? The best part: I feel like I’ve lost five pounds. The worst: if this keeps up, I will be tethered to the Convention Center bathrooms instead of cowering backstage to listen to the crowd’s reaction to Jaina Jacen’s words.
I’m not the one who’ll be on the stage. Although really, I am. M
