21The Next Day"Blow my mind," said Jim Gable, the acquisitions editor for Lightborne Books. "Surprise me."
Simon cleared his throat. He tried not to think about the fact that he was sitting across from a publishing big shot at a table in one of the most exclusive restaurants in Manhattan.
This was the other reason he'd come to New York--the meeting with a high-stakes V.I.P. player. If things went well, Simon might actually walk away from lunch with a book deal.
All he had to do was make a good impression. "I'm thinking of a combination memoir, manifesto, and anti-d**k handbook." Smiling, he reached for his water glass and took a sip from it.
"Very nice." Gable fiddled with his black-framed glasses, which he was always adjusting. He was an impeccably groomed middle-aged man with
