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OverviewWhile awaiting news about his ailing wife, Sol Green gets a visit from a most unexpected visitor. From Customer Service: Sol: Yes. I learned how to reason and to think logically . . . to have faith in myself. If others want to believe in . . . in their mythologies, well that's their prerogative, but I'm not buying into them. And why should I? If G-d ever existed, he's certainly dead now. He's been dead for a long time. Sol: (Angry, Iam touched a nerve.) I most certainly am not. To suggest I could believe in some fairy tale about, about an old man with a long gray beard who looks down on us, who gives a damn about us, who cares if we live or die, if we feel joy or pain is . . . I'd sooner believe in the tooth fairy. Iam: Even when you were a child he sensed your cynicism. When you got older, you made no attempt to hide it. He knew you didn't like him, didn't respect him, and that he embarrassed you. Right Sol? You couldn't understand how, why, a hunchback--a physically broken man--could, should receive the respect he was given, let alone your mother's love. He was, how did you put it, Sol, ""nothing more than a snake oil salesman whose only stock and trade was lies and superstition."" Full Product DetailsAuthor: David ZweibelPublisher: Inito Publishing Imprint: Inito Publishing Dimensions: Width: 12.70cm , Height: 0.40cm , Length: 20.30cm Weight: 0.077kg ISBN: 9780692048863ISBN 10: 0692048863 Pages: 68 Publication Date: 31 December 2017 Audience: General/trade , General Format: Paperback Publisher's Status: Active Availability: Available To Order ![]() We have confirmation that this item is in stock with the supplier. It will be ordered in for you and dispatched immediately. Table of ContentsReviewsCustomer Service is terrific! Smart, funny; soulful, and thought provoking. --Alan Zweibel, renown comedy writer (and the;author's completely and utterly unbiased brother) I really loved it. I didn't fall asleep once. --The author's daughter I did. But I still liked it. --The author's other daughter My sisters don't know what they're talking about.;It's J. K. Rowling or nothing. --The author's son David, por favor, stop at the market and bring home some fresh vegetables. Now, don't get the mushy tomatoes, make sure they're firm. And don't just buy the green peppers, we like the red and yellow, too. Choose the lettuce carefully. If it's starting to wilt, buy a bag of spinach instead. Keep your phone handy, I may want you to pick up a few other things. Do we have milk in the house? Oh, I just remembered . . . --The author's wife Author InformationTab Content 6Author Website:Countries AvailableAll regions |