The Jerk by JK Murphy

Mike sat at his desk, a stack of magazines and data sheets in front of him. Absentmindedly scratching the skin around his sideburns, he circled a paragraph and jotted down some notes on a yellow legal pad. He cupped his chin in his hand and frowned in concentration. The man in the next office, a...

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Jennifer / JK Murphy
Jennifer / JK Murphy

My restlessness and love of travel has led me from California, where I grew up, to New York, Edinburgh, Paris and now London. Happily married, two years ago I performed a magic trick and became a grandma without ever having children myself. What can I say, I like doing things the easy way.

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