We file into the car, a parade of trajectories.
You are already there, facing inward.
You do not turn hide or turn away but face us. 564 more words
Anger rages in Philip as he awaits the publication of his second novel. He feels pushed out of his adopted home city by the constant crowds and noise, a deteriorating relationship with his photographer girlfriend Ashley, and his own indifference to promoting the novel. 28 more words