(James here…) I’ve been asked where the ‘inspiration’ hit for this story. The story itself was in my head for quite some time, but actually writing it down was something I’d never really deeply considered. I was telling the story to my wife as we were walking through Sears. As we entered the lingerie department she turned to me and said, “You really need to write this story down.” I replied with a vague uh-huh. Then she stopped, grabbed my coat lapel, and said to me face-to-face, “No, you’re not hearing me. You really need to write this story down! I’m serious.” She got my attention. And I began to write my stories, instead of just telling them.
