I decided to insert a little of the plot in this week’s Cosmo Paper as well as welcome Paul Giamatti to the mix.
“She shut the door and began running north on Fifth Avenue, past the shabby man at the ATM. There was something familiar about him. It wasn’t his khaki field jacket or paper-shredded hair. Maybe it was his slouch. But Eric didn’t care whether
this was someone he’d once known. There were many people he’d once known. Some were dead, others in forced retirement, spending quiet time alone in their toilets or walking in the woods with their three-legged dogs.”
Oh Eric. *rolls eyes*
Be kind to shaggy strangers this weekend. 🙂