
So there I was on the treadmill, huffing and puffing away, when the lady next to me asked what I did. “I’m (huff puff) a writer,” I said. “(Huff puff) Do you write Bibles?” she asked. That took me back for a second.

So there I was on the treadmill, huffing and puffing away, when the lady next to me asked what I did. “I’m (huff puff) a writer,” I said. “(Huff puff) Do you write Bibles?” she asked. That took me back for a second.
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