鈥淚 was coming to see you, Miss Tulliver; you have anticipated me; I am glad you did.鈥? But almost instantly, Jenn began to bug him. She fixated on Billy鈥檚 University of North Carolinabaseball cap and wouldn鈥檛 let up. 鈥淒ude!鈥?Jenn said. 鈥淚 need that lid!鈥?She鈥檇 gone to UNC for ayear before dropping out and moving to San Francisco to write poetry, so if there was any karmicjustice on this beach, then she should be sporting the Tar Heels gear, not some pretty-boy surferlike him who only wore it to keep the pretty-boy bangs out of his eyes鈥? debug时时彩源码 鈥淚鈥檓 a what? A room?鈥?Jenn was halfway out of town again before her rickety Spanish let herfigure out what Mama Tita was talking about: she was in fourth place. Only Scott, Arnulfo, andSilvino were still ahead of her, and she was nibbling steadily at their lead. Caballo had picked herspirit name perfectly: twelve years after Leadville, the Bruja was back with a vengeance. 鈥淥kay,鈥?Jenn said. Then we would come up with a profit and loss sheet, a p&l for each store, and get it out to that storemanager as quickly as we couldsomething we still do today. If there was a problem, I would get withthat manager immediately. But most of them owned a piece of their stores, so they were likely to be asconcerned as I was. I had a big ledger sheet pasted together to make room for everything I wanted on it,probably fifteen different columns, for every store. It had columns for sales, expenses, net profit,markdownseverything utilities, postage, insurance, taxes. I entered the numbers myself each month witha pen, which helped me remember them better. It became a habit with me, and I carried this ledger sheetin my pocket when I went to the stores so everybody always knew exactly where they stood.