Jacob Fontaine peered outside his study window, one hand stuck in his pants pocket, the other grasping a cigar he occasionally took a drag from. His mind meandered along a peculiar idea he had had planned for the gala that same night, hoping the individuals arranging the seating and...
"Do you remember the night we met, Crowe? How you came out of nowhere and saved my life?"
Crowe narrowed his eyes at the young lady practically sitting on his lap as she ate her doughnut. Of course he remembered that night, considering it had just happened two weeks ago. At that time he...
11PM. The girl could hear the evening news beginning, blaring from the living room downstairs, detailing another Celtics loss. As she laid in bed, her mind raced as fast as her heart was beating, hoping this night wouldn't go like the rest every week. For once, she thought she was right...