I see my chiropractor for an adjustment every other month or so to keep my migraines at bay, and we spent the 15 minutes with the usual small talk. But he is one of the lucky ones with an excellent memory who remembers specific details from our last conversation.
“Didn’t you mention that you were writing a book? How is it coming along?”
“What’s the novel about?”
“What other stories do you write?”
Right before Christmas I finally checked my mailbox and found a holiday greetings card from his office, and you’ll never guess what it said:
At least I know I can count on my chiropractor to hold me accountable for writing my book!